Corporal

CorporalI was sitting in a bar last night, talking to a friend who was from time to time looking down the bar at his wife. They had been separated for two years: no hope.She was palling it up with another man. They looked as if they were having a lot of fun.My friend turned and asked me about two books of my poetry. I'm a minor poet; even so, people sometimes ask me questions like that.He said he used to have the books but he didn't have them anymore. They were gone. I said that one of the books...