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Supermarket Love By JUDY WELLS

Friday December 30, 2005

Last week at Whole Foods 

as I was reaching 

into the refrigerated shelves 

for the coldest tofu 

with the most future 

expiration date 

a yellow gloved hand 

from the other side 

laid itself on mine. 

I nearly jumped a mile. 

“Oh sorry!” said a woman’s voice 

from the other side. 

A man behind me laughed. 


This week as I walked by 

the same tofu 


I heard a disembodied voice 

from the other side say, 

“I needed you, 

and you have never 

been there 

for me once.” 

“Yes, I have,” 

I wanted to protest. 

“Last week!”