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Poem: Ode to Pit Stop Napkins 

Ode to Pit Stop Napkins

common white napkins
that melt on lips

in glove compartments

food workers stuff wads
of them in to-go bags

enough to swab
a giant's mouth

enough to wipe
dew from a mirror

oil from a dipstick—
droppings from a hot dog

enough to scoop up
dead bugs

hold a hundred
scribbled poems

blot bloody noses
dab tears

pit stop napkins
ready to spring forth

now or around
the bend

power in

fragile as
gossamer wings

—Carol Shank
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