The Devil Always Greets Me With a Smile

We were catching up
on the years
since high school.

I mentioned
that I had
recently run into
an old friend’s mom,
and how she’d told me
about him drowning.

“Pfffft,” he laughed
and rolled his eyes.
“He ripped off
some drug dealers,
so they shot him
and dumped his body
in a river.
So…I mean…
MAYBE he drowned.”

Well, then.
Good old Hobart.

-GD Butler

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