Blossom Guard

Bombs explode in the Moscow subway. In DC, guards appear in the metro system. Outside the Smithsonian station stands a burly officer, all muscle and navy uniform, shades and stocking cap. Cherry blossom tourists crowd around him. He has POLICE stitched in yellow across his chest. Which museum has the First Ladies’ gowns? Tattoos curl up his forearm and biceps. Where’s the nearest bathroom? His belt is encircled in pockets. I imagine them full of backup grenades. Where can we get a candy bar?