ShopRite Marvel

By Kelly Grace Thomas


There is something to be said about small town grocery stores,

the intimacy of the run-ins and bump-intos

aisles accordion with tales of soccer games and job promotions.

We circle with curricular small talk and coupon catch ups.

“Why don’t we do this more often?” we say, holding the same box of Cheez-its for the past twenty minutes.

If only they served coffee in aisle 12.

Fifieen years later, we still buy the low calorie ice cream, hoping the investment pays off.

Grateful for small towns, where post snowstorm, your neighbor shovels your driveway

while you were out buying eggs, running into people you didn’t even know you missed.