In front of the small cafe
He sits at a curbside table
Overlooking Victoria Harbour.
He stares into the cup before him
As a scryer seeking answers
In the inky black coffee
It was an opportunity so rare,
Too good to let pass,
Now thirty years into history.
Growing, nay grown old
So far from his Ohio home
Now as foreign as this place once was.
Trapped by success,
Dreading the shortening of time,
With future neither here nor there.
An excerpt from “A Mixed Bag” by Rick Fontes.
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