A Funny Thing Happened
At the Kefa Café.
I arrived as usual, 6 PM or a little after.
However early I arrive, Lene and Ababe, the owners
have already arranged the chairs for my Salon
This evening Sarah Browning of D.C. Poets Against War is to read.
I get my coffee and Sarah gets a bottle of water.
Ababe at the counter, says “Two people called
They wanted to know if someone named Baldwin is reading.”
The only Baldwin I know is James.
And maybe the piano. to continue reading