Regular by H.E. Fisher

Gas is cheaper on the Jersey side of the Palisades Parkway.By law you can’t fill your own tank.The station attendant recognizes me, asks how I am.He knows I am headed to the hospital.Magical thinking is a fifty/fifty proposition.   Window rolled down, it’s all fumes.Have a good day, he says. As always.I saw him top off in the sideview.Costs more. Bad for the tank. Barely room for … Continue reading Regular by H.E. Fisher