Milk and broken glass
exploded from the
impact site, where
thin walled bottle
and asphalt
collided.
An unforeseen
and unwanted
meeting.
It was night,
I was tired,
my sneakers were
now drenched.
I left the $6 for
the milk in the
cooler, going
home
empty
handed.
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