He knew his old jalopy was on its last leg. If only he could make it to the grocery store one last time. He had a few heavy items he needed to stock up on, like cat litter, a few litres of juice, cans of soup, cranberries, potatoes, yams and a huge turkey for Christmas dinner. The light turned green and he moved across the intersection slowly…
crossing the street
that clunker finally died
he smiled bashfully
cars honked impatiently
others looked with apathy
©Tournesol’16