Tagged: curb

on the curb, outside

on the curb, outside
of our window, an idling
truck, predawn, weaving

its big, noisy, trucky dreams
into our great brooklyn ones
.
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not knowing so much

not knowing so much
about love, i am often
at a disadvantage,
stepping out onto the
curb, discovering a
questionably
precious, undeniably
shiny thing, picking
it up, and thrusting it
into the hands of everyone
i meet – did you drop this?
.
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some afternoons roll

when new

when new
snow turns into
old snow, we all wait
on the curb
the same
way, toeing
gravity, coveting
another’s sturdy
footprints, waffling
between a full
leap and a very
slight spring
.
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