Tuesday, June 03, 2003

I couldn't resist this one, either:

In Midwinter, an Odd Thing Can Happen Halfway Through a McDonald Sandwich
Luis Cabalquinto

I am eating a sandwich at McDonald’s.
It is in a large empty patio, white space.
It is midwinter, and cold.
A sparrow flies in suddenly—
Hops about under the tables.
I throw a crumb which lands at his feet.
He sees the piece of bread, takes it.
He looks at me, blinks, and flies away.
The rest of my sandwich tastes like birdshit.

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