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In my memory,

it’s always autumn.

My favorite place

is Valley Video

and its shelves of tapes

in clamshell cases

and cardboard slips.

Picking is a trial

every trip–schlock horror

or buddy cop comedy?

Maybe a romance?

When I pay,

the trick is balancing

my rentals in hand

as I pedal my bike home,

but worth it,

and when I love a scene,

I rewind so I can replay

the celluloid over and over,

cross-legged before the TV set.

 

 

 

Isaiah Vianese‘s poems and book reviews have appeared in AssaracusBlue Collar Review, The Fourth RiverLambda Literary, Moon City Review, nin, and Rattle. He’s also author of the chapbook Stopping on the Old Highway (Recycled Karma Press, 2009) and a book for children. He lives in New York City. For more information, please check out his blog at: ivianesefromyes.blogspot.com.

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