You suck at striper fishing
declares a bumper sticker on a Toyota Tacoma.
I speed up to see the purveyor
of this, in my case,
truthful claim,
expecting a Duck Dynasty
character in camo jacket
and traffic-cone-colored beanie
but, instead,
find a young guy
in a vibrant silk button-up
which I quickly assess
isn’t a Reyn Spooner
or Tommy Bahama.
Maybe a Coogi relic from the 90s.
When he notices me,
I smile in a way
that is meant to communicate
but likely does not
that even if this isn’t his truck
and he also sucks
at catching striper, he is good
at catching people.
He nods
and releases me back onto the Schuylkill.
John Wojtowicz grew up working on his family’s azalea and rhododendron nursery and still lives in the backwoods of what Ginsberg dubbed “nowhere Zen New Jersey.” Currently, he teaches social work at Rowan College South Jersey. Recent or forthcoming publications include: Rattle, New Ohio Review, Sonora Review, and The Ekphrastic Review. He is the author of the chapbook, Roadside Attractions: a Poetic Guide to American Oddities. Find out more at: www.johnwojtowicz.com.