Chambray

By Barry Basden

I went to the store earlier today when it was cool. By myself, the wife was feeling poorly. I walked around and picked up a few things: a loaf of bread, baby spinach, three bananas, some ambrosia apples, a huge Pecos cantaloupe — they’re the best. Felt odd all afternoon, like my shoulders weren’t on right. Noticed in the bathroom mirror that my collar wouldn’t lay straight. Kept shrugging my shoulders. No dice. Then I noticed my shirt was buttoned crooked. It had been that way all day. I saw a lot of people but nobody said a thing about it.

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Barry Basden lives in the Texas Hill Country with his wife and Bean, their little rescue terrier. He writes because, well, because sometimes it seems like the thing to do.

3 thoughts on “Chambray

  1. Having walked around all day with a small piece of lettuce stuck to my throat (which many people noticed, but said nothing) I now always let someone know when something’s amiss 😉

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