Howie’s (Poem, Anecdote)

Another Wednesday at two, A corner is windless at the fence. Howie’s got more than red hots for you: Chili, onions, cheese, and chops too.

But what’s more is warmth in a smile. A handshake hasn’t seen you for a while.

People on Chapel just scuttling by. The grill broils perfect on this brisk day in March. The meats are moist thereby never dry. Take a bite then release a sigh…

Bask in the sun and sip a soda. Relax and exhale that satisfied “aah”.