MARC ALEXANDER VALLE - "DUCK SOUP"

I hide behind the deli counter.

The girl I had a crush on all through high school,

but never said a word to, walks up aisle 9.

This is just a part time job.

Just a part time job.

But how did this happen?

I was supposed to be the Muhammad Ali of American Cinema.

Not the Bruce Lee of slicing lunch meat.

Not the discount matinee of non-professional labor.

Not the surprise sleeper hit of online dating.

Not the VHS copy of self-esteem in an era of streaming HD.

But fortunately she passes by,

never realizing I was there.

And in doing so, lets me relive high school once more.