“the distance of gravity,” by Stanley M. Noah

Oct 20th, 2007 | By | Category: Poetry

after work everyday
two old women
wearing tennis shoes
would hang outside
the liquor store
waiting for their bus–

these smiling gals
in tennis shoes
were seen diving
hard onto the concrete
the day gun shots
came flying from

inside the store,
making it the high point
of their dull lives–
and like urban birds
they painfully learned
the distance of gravity


Stanley spends much of his time watching old movies and hanging out at cafes late into the night, drinking gallons of coffee. Despite his claim that he’s not a very funny guy, he was winner of the Mississippi Valley Poetry Contest’s humorous category back in ’06.

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