Monday Afternoon
He’s a blackjack dealer / at a Niagara Falls casino.
by Edward Anki
He’s white,
thin,
balding,
mid-sixties,
facial droop,
left side.
He’s a blackjack dealer
at a Niagara Falls casino.
According to his nametag
his name is Barry.
Barry’s eyes roam from his hands
(slight tremor)
to an overhead
light.
Barry’s table
is
empty.
Edward Anki's poetry has appeared in BOMBFIRE, Rejection Letters, Roi Fainéant Press, The Feathertale Review, Qwerty, The Chaffin Journal, and others. A chapbook of his poetry, Remote Life, was published by BareBackPress (2014). His first full-length poetry collection, Screw Factory, was released in 2022 by Anxiety Press. A former stand-up comic, bartender, and agonized telemarketer, Edward is currently engaged in part-time studies to become a psychotherapist.
