Exodus

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Let my people go.
Not the kind of thing
one hears
Often waiting in line to check out groceries.

Curious, despite myself, I peer.
I see

Them, the trio of
half-washed, darker-skinned children,
illegal immigrants cheap staff whatever
Cost-cutting measures.

Hastily, I turn away
2 for 5, is that a good deal after all?
I wonder.

If you don’t like it here, why come here at all?
Quick math in my head.
I could go, come back later.
I could get peaches next week,
But I need bread and milk now.

I’ll wait.

I will wait for them to stop holding up the line

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