At The Greasy Spoon

at the greasy spoon

gospel music plays loud it’s

Sunday afternoon

 

at the greasy spoon

fried chicken and collard greens

cornbread on the side

 

at the greasy spoon

 suit jackets hang tired feet under

a wobbly table

 

at the greasy spoon

our stomachs tighten our belt

loosens ties undone

 

at the greasy spoon

the cooks don’t need compliments

they know their food’s good

 

at the greasy spoon

once a week is all we need

more would be risky

 

at the greasy spoon

gratitude gravy greasy

lips greasy napkins

 

at the greasy spoon

get a to-go order of

candied yams for me

 

at the greasy spoon

the one in Ensley close to

Grandma’s house on Bush

 

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