Table of Four
I take a deep breath
and push open the door
to the PoetrySoup convention
I look around
at the tables of four
And sigh
because I'm not sure
I have three other friends
on PoetrySoup
or at least not yet
And I see my friends...
my real-life friends...
waving me over
and shouting my name
I run over to them
and instantly grab a chair
next to Kiki Murdock
who is looking fabulously depressing
in her usual black and red garb
Sofia Shteyngolts sits across from me
with an enormous smile and her arms out
just asking for a hug
I lean over the table to hug her
then sit back down
with a nervous smile
looking over
at the crowded tables and chairs
But we still have
one more chair
left to fill
So I look around
for somebody else
anybody else
And Kashinath Karmakar
pushes open the doors
to the convention
and pulls out the empty chair
sits down casually
with a smile and a handshake
I smile
and my friends
-new and old-
smile back.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
People at our table:
Marie Viloria
Kiki Murdock
Sofia Shteyngolts
Kashinath Karmakar (special thanks to this souper for volunteering to sit here with us)
Copyright © Marie Viloria | Year Posted 2011
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