The grocery store had everything we needed, plus a coastal-Mississippi-right-before-Mardi-Gras culinary cultural tour.
A vignette in the produce section inspired a poem about dads and daughters.
Haiku #1 me myself and i alone amidst the produce: solitary fruits Haiku #2 empty grocery store – a parallel universe? (or maybe heaven) Copyright 2017, Glover Gardens
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