Sandy lists her degree after her name.
I shove mine in the back of my mind.
Sandy flaunts her brains.
I forget I have one.
Sandy looks down on the less educated.
I’ll drink wine with anyone.
Sandy shoves her degree in my face.
I shove my middle finger in hers.
Sandy loses her cushy Wall Street job (because of the coronavirus).
We drink wine with a high school dropout—and she has never been happier.
(© 2020 Andrew Cyr)