b-kwik (edit 2)

[Lavender.snicker]

b-kwik

running through b-kwik
sweaty hair 
football gear
spikes click across 
Imperial tile

tore-up turf
trailing behind 
grabbing milk
grabbing bread

priced for convenience 
priced 
for the working class

sometimes 
at checkout 
a “secret” treat

dad waits in the car
window down
WKBW on the radio
in the strip plaza 
sited to block competition
since the Super Duper 
exploded under suspicious
circumstances

bricks blown for blocks
on Mother’s Day
as the family business
succumbed to market forces

we head for home
with what we need
oblivious to the desperation
that drove a son to arson

when he finally had to admit 
there was no longer space
for a six aisle grocery

Hello, I actually enjoyed this a lot. A couple things:
It feels like there are a lot of elements at play here. Football, a grocery store, a family business, and an explosion? It’s quite a bit for a relatively short poem. Maybe it’s just me, but the connection between the explosion and the family business (if there is one) is a bit confusing to me? Overall this reads really well. Also, just curious, what was the purpose of “priced for the working class”?