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June, 2018
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friday morning the bus is more crowded than
the billboard just before the coastal road and
in the small park outside the house of a hundred
halfway through the morning a quartet of
the thing with americans is they always give
at the heart of the city workers from our
outside the market where five streets meet a
a giveandtake box has sprouted on a sidewalk
rainbow flags fly over the shore road across
my alarm awakens me late in the afternoon i
on a night off i awaken in the late afternoon
a stack of white dinner plates caps the short
rather than scooping up the hummus with the pita
posters cover a wide column on the square where
a sign at the hospital food court divides it into
when i enter the hospital room i immediately
at two different places on my walk toward work i
the first bird of the morning on those mornings
i know how it is your night work when i moved
i walk past a cluster of caregivers at the house
on the boulevard of the beautiful people i walk
a series of hammocks runs down the center of the
from a distance as i walk along the boulevard i
children race past me into the elevator at the
right before my stop the local bus makes a
my bus crawls along the welllit street honking
according to the solarpowered display my bus
a man leaps out from behind a purple curtain on a
i have walked too many miles for this shawarma i
i sit at a table at the cheap chain cafe at 9 am
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