August 2014 Flashes
Mac Greene hopes to become an emerging writer. He has been published a few dozen times in a haphazard set of poetry and haiku magazines, and has a chapbook forthcoming from Green Fuse. But for now he is keeping his day job as a clinical psychologist specializing in teens and gender issues. He walks a meditation through every day, finding little miracles in nature and people, all around, all the time.
going to work on a bright sunny day in a large American city
a beautiful bright shiny day and I need a toke or two before I face all the kids with moms too strung out to get up before the last minute and now she’s lucky if she can get their clothes on with matching socks which Isabella didn’t yesterday the orange one and the snowman one and her hair just kind of smooshed down and she starts whimpering at naptime and pees on her mat and rutches around on my lap like she does with that boyfriend of her mom’s and I should report it but they’ll think I’m the pervert investigated and fired cuz the bank camera caught me toking up on a school playground and two years on probation a felony and you can never work again except lawncare with the Mexicans so you might as well go to graduate school and she was whining about not brushing her teeth and she didn’t see the end of Dora the Explorer so of course she was hungry and I gave her a plate of peanut butter crackers and her mom gave me that crooked smile with hard scared eyes and swished her butt right out of there