Reading the Paper in the Diner 1
At Venus Diner the scones burst Like loose loam in my mouth.
The mountainous counters are muffin-mad. You can use the honey buns for face mirrors.
You can watch the afternoon turn Chrome-colored in the parking lot. 2
A glob of whipped cream sails down my Hot mug of cappuccino and makes a milky puddle.
My waitress gathers her black rope of hair into a goose tail, Wiping the espresso maker like the head of a just-bathed baby.
I hear her gum-busy mouth crackling as I read So you really think he's nice, Barbara?she says.
Oohh yyeess, Barbara says. Why do I wonder who they're talking about? 3
In Europe, scientists are turning jellyfish genes Into glow-in-the-dark monkeys.
In El Salvador, a man cries in the dirt that held his house yesterday. People are digging for his parents' bodies in the mountain mud.
At a refugee camp in Jordan a Palestinian with fourteen kids Sells everything from peanuts to diapers at his dry goods shop.
In the Brooklyn night a girl offers her tongue to fat snow slanting in the orange light like drunken fireflies. G. Manizone | 
