by George Salamon
Water on the stove is boiling,
I slice a loaf of bread.
Restless, I press the power button
On my small kitchen radio.
"North Korean crisis heats up,
Washes whiter than ever,
Military option is on the table,
Big tech stocks are on the rise."
I don't pound the radio to smithereens,
Its voice of terror soothes me,
Its familiarity calms me,
Confirming most of us are still alive.
In St. Louis, protesters are marching and shouting again. Then those not arrested go home.
George Salamon lives in St. Louis, MO.
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Water on the stove is boiling,
I slice a loaf of bread.
Restless, I press the power button
On my small kitchen radio.
"North Korean crisis heats up,
Washes whiter than ever,
Military option is on the table,
Big tech stocks are on the rise."
I don't pound the radio to smithereens,
Its voice of terror soothes me,
Its familiarity calms me,
Confirming most of us are still alive.
In St. Louis, protesters are marching and shouting again. Then those not arrested go home.
George Salamon lives in St. Louis, MO.
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