I wrote “Dunkin' Donuts,” I think, because the woman I refer to was such a persistent presence one summer, rather than someone I might have encountered once and then forgotten in the course of a day. No, she was someone I couldn't avoid and my reluctance to navigate her stretch of street led to further reflections. Eventually, I tried to write them down.

Sam Robertson grew up in St. Catharines, Ontario, and now lives on Long Island where he teaches English at Suffolk Community College. He and his family like to spend much of the summer hiking and swimming in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. His poems have appeared in Literary Imagination, Barrow Street, The Hollins Critic, and The Dalhousie Review.