We were expecting a big check while
our beloved mailman was on vacation for a week.
The temp guy mistakenly delivered the mail
to our neighbor who gave it to us finally
but it was a tax bill, not the $1500 check.
Now 4 payments have bounced,
including the mortgage,
and the check to the orchard
for apples and peaches.
I am pacing with anger, threatening
murder, or suicide,
while eating a juicy-ripe summer peach
and a crisp Paula Red apple
in my fan-cooled home
trying to be brave.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
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