Post Election of Donald J. Trump

An elderly white man spoke to me.

He did not ask me how I voted.

He did not ask me

How I felt about the economy.

Nor did he ask me

How I felt about the border.

He did not tell me

His position regarding abortion.

He did not ask me

My opinion of Venezuelan street gangs.

He did not ask me

about black jobs

He just asked me

What did I think about the expensive BMW

Parked in the Handicap Parking space

In front of Elmers Restaurant.

I told him, yeah, it is nice.

All the while thinking to myself

I could not afford one.

We both laughed.

He entered his car, I entered mine.

In the end,

We are both Americans

Emmett Wheatfall