another alcoholic Sunday
pro
football Jack shots sipping black coffee until plying beers at High Noon Coop never had it this good
donuts with the coffee
Sunday donuts
only during the
football season donuts didnt exist outside
it unless he had to take his car in for work or an oil changehave his tires
rotated
happily he was rotated far more frequently
than his tires
a Cambodian woman owned the donut
shop
she and her husband ran it and
when their daughter and son were old enough they helped
Fon
when her children were babies she
and her husband escaped the terror of Cambodia Vietnam they were boat
people
he saw the bodies televised on the six o’clock news when boats sank or overturned overcrowded people desperate to save themselves
Fon made it to America
they were grateful to live in
America make a living running a donut
shop become citizens
he was born in America
what had he done
he tipped more than the
dozen or two dozen donuts depending
he bought on Sunday morning for football Jack black coffee
he was a sucker for Fons Bavarian
custardfilled chocolatefrosted Bismark her powdersugared lemonfilled Bismark her plain buttermilk donut her plain
blueberry donut
he had all day to eat them and everyone
knew to stay clear of them on pain and punishment of his hands
nobody wanted to piss off a man
whod been drunk since morning
although he was always sober in Fons
presence
respecting what he would never dare ask her respecting her immigration her courage and remembering keenly his Born in America entitlement
which he didnt take for
granted Ever
1144, Sunday,
4 10. 20
The Bangles Manic Monday
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsmVgoXDq2w
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