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Zvi A. Sesling: No Need to Cry

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Art by KJ Hannah Greenberg 2024

No Need to Cry

 

by Zvi A. Sesling

 

 

          “Drunk? I’m not drunk,” I tell the cop who pulled me over.

          “Please exit the car and walk a straight line to me and back,” he says.

          He makes me walk on a cobblestone street and of course I wobble, trip and fall, so he calls a tow truck and arrests me for DUI.

          I get my one phone call to my lawyer, Rick Shaw, who tells me to meet him in court the next morning. When I see him, I quickly tell him what happened, he laughs and says, “Well this won’t take much time.”

          The judge calls my name and Rick says, “Rick Shaw representing the defendant, your honor.”

          The judge, looking bored, peers over the top of his reading half- glasses. “Very well, counselor, let’s get on with it. Is the state prepared to present its case?”

          “Yes, your honor.”

          The state puts the cop on the stand, who says I was driving erratically so he pulls me over on Humbolt Avenue. He says, “I asked the defendant to walk a straight line, but he was wobbly and fell over, so I arrested him and had his car towed to the city lot. Then I proceeded to drive him to the jail on Woodward Street where he was placed in a holding cell.”

          After the prosecution rested, Rick Shaw addresses the judge, “Your honor, this police officer detained my client for driving erratically, yet how else can one drive on cobblestones that are more than a century old, let alone walk on them? In fact, where my client tried to walk near the intersection of Claymore, it is particularly hazardous. In fact, your honor, the city is scheduled to pave over Humbolt Avenue for all those reasons.

“The city has determined this particular road presents difficult driving and is very dangerous to pedestrians trying to cross. And, your honor, there are at least fifteen cases the city has settled this year with people who fell on the cobblestones. Some were bruised, a couple broke their ankles and others had broken bones or twisted knees. Your honor, I ask this case be dismissed.”

          The judge peers over his half-glasses again. “Yes, this case is dismissed. I would warn this officer and others to heed caution on Humbolt Avenue until it is repaved.”

          Well, we all leave the courtroom. I really dislike that cop for trying to pin a DUI on me, so a couple weeks later, when I read he has been shot and killed by a druggie during an armed robbery at the local convenience store, I do not shed any tears.

Zvi A. Sesling, Brookline, MA Poet Laureate (2017-2020), has published numerous poems and flash/micro fiction and won international prizes. A five-time Pushcart Prize nominee, he has published four volumes and three chapbooks of poetry. His flash fiction book is Secret Behind the Gate. He lives in Brookline, MA. with his wife Susan J. Dechter.

KJ Hannah Greenberg is eclectic. She’s played oboe, participated in martial arts, learned basket weaving, and studied Middle Eastern dancing. What’s more, she’s a certified herbalist, and an AP College Board-authorized teacher of calculus.

Her creative efforts have been nominated once for The Best of the Net in poetry, once for The Best of the Net in art, three times for the Pushcart Prize in Literature for poetry, once for the Pushcart Prize in Literature for fiction, once for the Million Writers Award for fiction, and once for the PEN/Diamonstein-Spielvogel Award for the Art of the Essay. To boot, Hannah’s had more than forty-five books published and has served as an editor for several literary journals.

Channie’s latest book is Eternal not Ephemeral, Eternal not Ephemeral: Greenberg, KJ Hannah: 9798852494016: Amazon.com: Books, a collection of fifty tales, including "Absinthe for Aliens," "Isabelle," "Transitory Unease," and "Special Teeth," which were originally published in Yellow Mama or Black Petals. 

In Association with Black Petals & Fossil Publications 2024