Tagged: city living

the sparrows outside

the sparrows outside
my window are forever
collecting fallen

twigs and leaves to build a home –
city dwellers, on the move
.
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perhaps a third of

perhaps a third of
us have been chewed up and spat
out by the city,

waiting to be stepped on and stuck
to someone on his way up
.
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for the most part, the

for the most part, the
ones who can leave leave, the ones
who can’t stick it out,

compare notes with neighbors, at
times, eye the empty units
.
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between the old man

between the old man
snoring and the younger man
pacing the wooden

floorboards from above, we learn to
coexist, one night at a time
.
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our neighbor who gets

our neighbor who gets
up at four a.m. to take
calls with a global

workforce is most likely a
baritone, reaching for our sleep
.
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almost twenty-four

almost twenty-four
moons since we last stepped into
this neighborhood gem –

names are foggy, but the flavors
will never quite escape us
.
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in the middle of

in the middle of
the night in a pandemic,
someone is doing

laundry, the water swishes like
an alarm throughout the building
.
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the sun brushes through

the sun brushes through
a city’s skyline
with the same
comb as it does
newly turned autumn
leaves, making shadows
dance as we lead
and follow from one
place to the next
.
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at the tail-end of

i tuck memories

i tuck memories
into each corner of these
city streets – cross, do

not cross, pivot, turn around –
messages from another me
.
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