Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Carl Papa Palmer

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At the restaurant a cell phone rings.

Those around the table jump
as if receiving an electric shock,
reach for their pockets
like some saloon gun slinger
hollered, Draw!

I continue to eat, untethered.
I’m retired.

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