Thai place in Athens, GA  by Jack Love

Sapporo clinks on a tabletop as
Music blares, melodious but unknowable
To my monolingual ears – and a couple
Talks shit about their deadbeat friend
A little too loud across the way, pad see ew
They are having – same as me.
And a server glances by, plastic packed
Plates in her resolute embrace – the same
Server with a face etched of concern when
I asked for a table for one in that empty Thai
Place.