At 1 am
the store goes
on break
Stan and I
hit the front parking lot
we smoke
beneath the gray
winter sky
&
tell stories
about the outside world
I want to see
the country,
the wide Buffalo
beaten plains of
North Dakota
The blue of
New Mexican skies
Stan misses Miami
the way the women
shook their crotches
in his face in those clubs
the way the cocaine
glows beneath neon lights
we both just want something
more
than this
About Damian Rucci:
Damian Rucci's work has recently appeared in Cultural Weekly, Public House, Beatdom, and coffee shops and basements across the country He is the author of three chapbooks and a split with Ezhno Martin. Damian hosted the Poetry in the Port reading series, now hosts the Belle Ringer Open mic, and is a poet in residence at the Osage Arts Community in Belle, MO. You can reach him at damian.rucci@gmail.com
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