In Transit

by Shaun Terry

An impatient woman stands in a bus depot, eager, waiting to take her bus to some other town in some other part of the country, but the part of the town that she’s going to looks just like this part of this town. She wears no makeup, and the bottom of her dingy plaid hoodie resides about three inches above the elastic waistband on her worn sweatpants, exposing the bottom of her at-least seven months pregnant belly. They’ll be home soon.

A white man with a dark tan, wearing a ballcap, talks to the strangers nearby, cheerily talking about his time in different towns, pronouncing that Obama is the devil, asking why the President hasn’t called the bombing by those two boys in Boston an “Islamic terrorist attack.”

Really, I’m the only one not wearing a ballcap, by this point.

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