Small Talk

The grass turned green

and the snow melted;

hope came back.

Echoes of strangers saying

“So nice out today,”

followed by another stranger’s

“enjoy it if you can.”

I smile and agree,

I always hated small talk, though.

“Medium iced mocha”

I tell the barista.

“Iced, good choice.”

“So nice out today.”

I pay and take my coffee

to a table in the corner.

If I take my notebook out,

they won’t talk to me.

But is that what I want?

That’s what my anxiety tells me,

but I don’t mind a little small talk

if it leads to a real conversation.

But it always starts with the same

“So nice out today, huh?”


3 thoughts on “Small Talk”

  1. This speaks to the awkwardness of first-time encounters. Those are safe words. Who’d take offense? It seems relationships bloom from such small talk, beyond weather talk in coffee shops. Still, I must admit some days I’d rather enjoy my latte without the small talk.

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