I wrote a poem last night. I don't usually do the poetry thing, that's Dani's bag of tricks (and oh! What a bag!), but when it comes out, it comes out, and it came out, so here. Take it. Don't look back, just take it and run.

#Saturdays

The trick is, I think, to
not let it go
to your head.
It can be hard, she says.
Saturday shack is selling sips.
Cheap!
Cold lemonade, hand full of nickels.
August pavement, and too much sunblock.
She says these things with a grin,
one tooth missing, but another not.
I think about smiling back,
this time it's easy not to.
Kindergarten entrepreneurs.
Sally sold seashells, now
sells sidewalk chalk
close-out specials.