we saw college couples and holding hands,
unnatural flowers, bathed in fluorescent lights,
felt the wind swinging out our skirts
we saw dim light on cobblestone and dark corners,
broken loaves of bread, huddled in a doorway,
heard men above: “Hey ladies, how are you tonight?”
Written: circa Summer 2004
Image: I Kept Missing Your Train - Dan-ah Kim


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