A Prose Poem by Jamie Marie Torres

A Walk Poem By Jamie Torres Ok, ready in a minute but feels like hours from now Gotta get their utensils before I greet them Oh joy! They’re ready to order Oh, Nope They’re not But only I know it They don’t know it They’ll never know it And now they’d like me to stand here While they figure it out “I’ll give you a minute” “No, we’ve got it, just hold on” I can see Brianna coming my way She’s got mozz sticks and the spinach dip Probably for my two top Of two teen boys watching