Saturday, August 15, 2020

COULDA BEEN by Patti Cassidy

It coulda been a noir,
The way he grabbed her arm
And she didn’t move an inch.
You just knew where it would end up-
Who would double cross whom-
Where the final bullet would hit-
And who would end up with the dough.
It coulda been a noir-
But it was just another night
On the south side of town
In the middle of summer
With a jazz combo playing the blues.





Patti Cassidy's been on the poetry beat for most of her life, but she's best known for her  plays- many of them set in bars. Find her in Boston... or Paris. Or wherever fine spirits are sold...

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