Author Charles Reznikoff The sandwiches are elaborate affairs: toast, bacon, toast, chicken, toast. We sip our coffee watching the rouged women walk quickly to their seats, unsmiling, contemptuous. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments