Slices of stale bread
greenish bologna, dicey cheese
She makes sandwiches for her children
who will eat them -- hungrily
cheating even the roaches

must not look closely
at these dented cans in the bargain bin
-- he tells himself and
reaches for his supper

fog thick as cotton
clings stubbornly each morning
to the damp, cool ground
resisting the sun's hot rays
before surrendering