Longest Day of the Year

in the hemisphere where i now eke out a living, they say today is the longest day of the year. it feels like it.

three weeks worth of laundry in a laundromat lorded over by gabby mexican mothers. cheap haircut from a lanky mainland chinese barber.  a DVT-inducing foot massage somewhere in between.

and on my commute home, a morbidly obese woman plopped beside me, chomped on a kennedy’s fried chicken leg, the dark meat lost in the blur and shimmer of her lips.