This week, a poem by Laura Brun.
today i am too much cleavage for work
one of the kitchen guys
from bill’s burgers walked
up with his credit card out
and said i just wanted to
tell you, you’re beautiful,
grazed my hand as i handed
the card back. i was careful
as i bent to pick up the full
mop bucket—i wasn’t careful
about straining my back, more
what i might expose. someone
said neat when i said i studied
poetry and i said yeah but
now i work here and we
both laughed. he dumped
cream into his coffee and
went back to his office.
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LAURA BRUN is a poet from small-town Kentucky who lives and writes in Pittsburgh. Her work is found or forthcoming in Booth, Pittsburgh Poetry Review, Jellyfish Magazine, Selfish, and others. You can find more about her at lauranbrun.blogspot.com.
