Diego The New Yorker Poem by RIC BASTASA
Diego The New Yorker
and so we met
in new york
we ate sashimi
for 70 dollars
total
i learn about
your poverty
how you once
lost yourself
in a train
your husband
could not fetch you
i learned that
Diego got a divorce
remained
single
enjoying life in
a hub pub
' i don't like
kids, and i
want to live
alone'
thus says
the new yorker.
Sunday, October 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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