One These Days in March

On these days, a truck followed an ambulance down the highway, hazard lights flashing.

A banner plane pulled an Israeli flag over the beach.

At a gas station, a woman stood surrounded by deputies.
Her T-shirt read, “Here to talk.”

A UPS driver pulled into the wrong driveway and heard the dog’s name was Elvis.
His grandmother was kin to Elvis and Hank Williams.
She’s gone now.

In a thrift store:
“Becky’s not mentally capable of keeping her shit straight.
That’s from being a foster child.”

A man in a tank top and flip-flops left a convenience store saying,

“The king is leaving.
I suffer delusions of grandeur.”

A white iris bloomed beside a pile of stumps and limbs
cleared by the ice storm.

Colored wire from a cable stripped open
looked like a flattened dragon in the road.

Leaves filled a dog bowl.

All on these days.