Tagged: city folk
before she becomes
before she becomes
fully human, Vivienne can
break up time in the
middle of the night – in cries, in
song, penetrating walls and dreams
.
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as soon as the doors slide
as soon as the doors slide
open on the Manhattan-
bound L-train, we pick our
seated target, step
into the car,
making a beeline
to settle in front of our
fellow commuter
who looks most like
a Lorimer
or a Bedford –
if we get lucky,
it’s a smooth,
seated ride the rest
of the way, even if
we get a little stuck
in the tunnel
.
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on the elevator
on the elevator
ride down, no
one says a word –
thirty-five stories
ignored, we stay
on schedule –
but i can tell
your ears just
popped, too
.
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