Today the city, tomorrow
the salt-licked woman musing
about dirty dishes in the sink,
and a doormat needing sweeping.
We each have a vice-- the bit of pickle
left floating in the jar, the piece of
kernel caught in teeth-- we pick
and pick and say, "Enough, I like it there."
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the asian erin brokovich
that was a typo
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