Sitting in the backseat heading
north on 95 after the
game eating cold pretzels straight out
a crinkled, brown paper bag like
they’re going out of style―four
for a dollar, salt settles in
your lap, refineries burn in
Port Richmond―three pretzels to go.
Matt was born and raised in Levittown, PA, and now resides in NC where he writes poetry and short fiction.