The Miracle of Rain

Michael Mark

The lady in front of me is crying plumsand peaches into her shopping cart. She’s been weepingproduce since I got in line. First peas,tight rolling armies, some dropinto her gusting mouth. Now, three kumquats tumbleoff each cheek, bananas dripfrom the tip of her nose. Does anyone else see this?When she sobs dark bumpy avocadosI hear myself sigh, oh.Those were on my list,but the bin was empty. I reach under her chinand catch a pear. A Williams, chartreuse,arched stem, nicer than the Bosc I chose. I bite.Our eyes meet. Cry a ham, I whisper.She does. Cry a marble bundt cake. Still warm,I ease it into my cart. Cry a wheel of Gouda.I ask for 60 watt soft white light bulbs. They bloomfrom her swollen eyelids. Just to seeif she can stand it, I order two Brazilianpineapples. No one notice—not the cashier,the other customers or the lanky stock boyin a blue apron, mopping.

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Michael Mark is a hospice volunteer and long distance walker. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Alaska Quarterly Review, The American Journal of Poetry, Bellevue Literary Review, Cimarron Review, Columbia Poetry Review, Pleiades, Poet Lore, Potomac Review, Rattle, River Styx, Spillway, Sugar House Review, The Sun, Verse Daily, and The Poetry Foundation’s American Life in Poetry. His poetry has been nominated for three Pushcart Prizes and the Best of the Net. MichaelJMark.com

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Fall / Winter 2018

Salt Lake City, Utah

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