1. Bad Luck You must come before 9 p.m. (miracles can be quirky) to the high way drug store where pristine pharmacists feed scripts into forked tongues of computers. Neat rows of sterile packs and crutches wait attentively. Herbal medicines, vitamins pose with gleaming lotions. One squat wobbly table marked “Last Chance” offers up my cure. I must salvage a phenomenon now. Here is a miracle I can believe in. A tinted jar of aroma therapy filled with flowers grown in California. To be cuddled safely under my coat taken home far from fists of winds. My glass bottle of jasmine mist... pink, yellow, white petals. Night blooming jasmine whispering perfumed nothings at the 11th hour 2. Lucky Wearing designer clothes and sleek jewelry, she traipses along willy nilly throwing golden kismet wherever whimsy calls. Some think luck chooses their goodness or hard work. Perhaps they were blessed at birth? The wise know luck wears a visor tripping over herself favoring both mean and lazy. Luck has a toxic twin called Misfortune covered with gloom. Dressed in dusty rags, stupor-like he selects unsuspecting victims. Stomping helter skelter clutching the throats of both meek and mighty. Everybody who gets in his way will be pushed down , their muffled cries barely heard ***