Redding, CA
We walked into Cal’s
and walked out with
two boxes of books,
our wallets too light
for comfort and
our bookshelves
burdened and bending.
We walked into
thrift addiction just after
and walked out with
a pair of new work shirts
and John Denver
and the Muppets,
a Christmas together on CD.
We walked into Winco
with empty stomachs and
long lists of whole goods
and walked out with
mason jar vases,
roasted pine nut hummus,
and a too large tub
of marscapone.
We walked in with
a fight hanging between us
and walked home with
easy silence and love.
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