LOOKING FOR WORK, WEEK 5

by Howie Good

“You aren’t quite right for us,” he says.

He isn’t looking at me when he says it.
He’s looking at the screen of his cell phone.

Where to now?
It’s a hot day, and it promises to get hotter.

I start walking.
The folder tucked under my arm
might as well be empty for all the good
the papers inside have done me.

A woman up ahead
has a lovely, heart-shaped ass.

I can feel the sweat break out on my back.
I’m not sure this is the right direction.
My legs ache.
There’s a metallic taste in my mouth

I tell myself this is the right direction.
I breathe in, I breathe out.

Etc. and so on.


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