He was a suit, clean-shaven,
Penn educated, member of the
brotherhood for life. He was squarely
upper-middle class & moving up
the social strata.
She was Bohemian mama,
brown sugar & bacon, community
college stock & proud of it.
She was headed towards a life of action
committees & town meetings.
They crossed paths at the university
coffeehouse where the intellectual & activist
coolly acknowledged each other’s value.
She was cute and he was single.
She warm like biscuits & he was
lean like hungry ambition.
Brief exchange and so they found
their common taste: coffee black,
uncomplicated so unlike the rest
of their lives. They were compatible.
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