Thursday, July 9, 2020

My civil tongue

With the temperature climbing to 95 degrees outside, the library patrons were unfazed; they still came in one after the other for their curbside pickups. What else is there to do in a brutal heatwave with a mad president, a sweeping pandemic, an unaddressed rascism reckoning, and a collapsing economy?

One lady appeared for her arranged pick up of one book. It was called Winterlust: finding beauty in the fiercest season. As she took the book off the dangerously hot table, under the heat of a remorseless sun, I was tempted to comment "That's like getting a book called Unamerica: how to thrive in a country that's not completely fucked up." 

But then I thought better of it: maybe she likes hot weather. 

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