nickel raze second visit to the seasonal bathroom. air thick with the stink of piss and shit. a urinal that fails to flush with any real urgency. a single stall. the floor dotted with something not pretty enough to be paint. a five-cent canadian coin catches the light and asks to be found. one flat face shows a teenage beaver brooding. on the obverse, a queen without her crown. a small black stain above her head. this is the most worthless bit of metal we've got now that the penny's a thing of the past. and it's all mine. 230807 what's it to you? who go blather from