Convenience Store

I kick up dirt
on the rock shoulder
of the road that I take
to get to the convenience
store by my apartment.
Inside, two fat men
are sitting at a table,
sweating and spitting
food at each other
while they talk about
a football game that
they watched
in the early nineties.
I walk by them and
go up to the counter.
I buy a scratch off
and a lighter.
There’s no A/C
in the place and
I feel sweat form
on my forehead.
The clerk says that
I owe four dollars.
I pay four dollars.
Then I head back home.
I light a bowl,
get high,
scratch the ticket
and sigh when I see that
I didn’t win.
Then I masturbate
and watch a documentary
about gender inequality
and wonder why things are
the way that they are.


Published by lou rasmus

Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories. His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon.

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