OPTIONAL POETRY

In the locker room I talked with some girl from hospitality, never met her but half changed, she brought up Manny Pacquiao these days which led to a stocking feet discussion of sports and local pride, there was the Sonics but we lost them, there are the Mariners, but not those of my childhood, not even the half of them, she had a Tia who died who loved them, and then of course the Superbowl, […]