I Guess Slaves Don’t Get Paid


“Write a poem about the worst job you ever had.”

-Kim Addonizio, “Ordinary Genius”

Chewed gum on the shelf

rugs unfolded on the floor

Nobody in sight

People wind their way

on amigos

– wheeled shopping tanks –

Bump into a display




Drive away!

Inch by slow inch

The store will never know

Who did it

Why pick up?

That’s why the store

has employees.


I am not your mom

Photo Credit: <a href=”https://www.flickr.com/photos/68845396@N00/83253641/”>Malingering</a&gt; via <a href=”http://compfight.com”>Compfight</a&gt; <a href=”https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/”>cc</a&gt;


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