Peoples Poetry

milkmanpoem #3

our lanky-legged milkman lawrence lanklotz said to my dad you know that old lady
over on emerson who’s so crippled up with arthritis well she waits for me every morning and I put
her pint of milk in her refrigerator and then before I leave I kneel down and
tie her shoes I wonder what she’ll do now that we are going to every-other-day delivery maybe I should mention
it to her mailman

© Jacqueline Jackson 2009

This article appears in Jun 18-24, 2009.