Doing homework at the coffeehouse.
tall but stocky, dark blond hair,
in grey hoodie and navy tennis shorts,
bare legs, hairy-blond, no shoes;
well-built, sturdy legs, masculine feet.
Open textbook, pen and pad on table,
fiddling with his tablet underneath.
Looks a little tired, a little bored,
but getting on with it, doing the work.
Reminds me of the kid in Florida
who rode his bike twenty miles to school,
always barefoot, wrote to the president
to protest the college policy requiring shoes—
except that he was thin and slight,
delicate of voice, whereas when this one
speaks his voice is husky, a little hard
to understand because of vague enunciation.
And he slips into flip-flops to exit—
which is cheating, surely.
T. Allen Culpepper