A nice collection of poems about working in an unnamed fast food joint (but you know it's McDonald's). Looking at all aspects of working in such a place, including product recalls, crazy customers, and equally crazy co-workers.
Perhaps the best poem in the collection is the dyptych poem on time change. Spring forward brings angry customers who can't get breakfast. Fall back brings angry customers who can't get lunch. Seeing that dilema from the staff side makes you realize how petty your rage is about not getting exactly what you want when you want.
This is a short book that is a quick read, but there are images in the poems that stay with you. Like the sudden appearance of the name Gloria spelled out in ketchup or fries. The realization that it is an old woman spelling out the name and the poets act of sitting down beside the woman to find out who "Gloria" is and why she is trying to capture her name in ketchup or fries is actually quite haunting.
I will pick up more of his work.
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