A soft rain falls on all the 7-11s of Omaha
A soft rain falls
on all the 7-11s
of Omaha
and the hum
of the Slurpee
machine lulls
Marjorie asleep
while the moon
parked above
the parking lot
also shines
on the fat
cheeks of her
baby girl, asleep
in her mother’s lap
across town and
in this still moment
for one eternal
second all is right
and just
in the world.


