sunday at the park

 

marketa surprises me 

with a beautiful

chocolate chip cookie, fresh 

from the bakery

 

after finishing our shopping

we drive to the park

with cheese and apples

and the bccc

 

after the cheese and apples

we stroll

saving the treat for later

when later comes

 

the cookie is not to be found

not a chip, not a crumb

 

~

 

it reality, it was no mystery

marketa, distracted

left the cookie on the counter

after she paid

 

since we drove across town

to the park

a lot of stop lights

we let it go

 

the disappointment was palpable

we got over it

enjoyed the park

didn't miss the calories

 

i remember leaving ginger candy

on a store counter not so long ago

 

 

 





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Written on 2026-07-12 at 20:10

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