The Wondering Workshop

Israeli authors and poets creating in English

Walk of Shame

Written By: Avshalom Guissin - Apr• 17•12

As I stumble down your building’s

crumbling stairwell,

clothes disheveled, eyes bleary,

cursing myself for forgetting

sunglasses in this

early-late eerie light,

I pause by your light blue Volvo

to compose.


I set my hair straight in your side mirror,

noticing that dent your ex left,

which you never got around to fixing.

I wonder what my addition

to your benched roster should be –

Bust your windows? Switch the gears?

Or maybe something simple,

another dent to match the dimple

so that the next guy riding shotgun

bewares your hit, and runs.



This poem was read in Stanza, March 2012 (see video)


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