Last Hurrah At The Stevens Motel
Every expense was spared
at the Stevens Motel.
No art in the room.
Overhead florescent light.
One malfunctioning lamp by the bed.
One interrogation lamp on the desk.
When my former sorta-in-laws stayed here
I thought it was quaint.
Doing it alone is … grim.
Kelly asked if this would be
my last trip to State College.
That hadn’t even occurred to me,
but maybe?
What a gift that would be.
It’s taken me years to survive this town.
To reclaim some of what it stole.
As I watch my son get ready to leave,
I hope his mom will follow,
so none of us need ever come back.
/ / /
17 May 2025
State College PA
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