Wednesday, September 21, 2016

it sounds like a remission by Daniel Wojciech



it sounds like a remission
by Daniel Wojciech

she's suicidal. my neighbor, sitting
feet out stretched on the curb, 60 degrees
shoeless, moon falling
like it's luminous
to her blindness, mumbling
something about pistacios
and can i have some. i give
her 3 and she says
thanks. she's known for
yelling at her boyfriend
like a drill sergant or
into her hat like ants. i took
mine off at the river today
up North, just a 15
minute bus ride but
i guess you could say
those bus rides are
like my vacation,
reading and looking at 
all those stories on
the faces that
know midnight
too well.


9/18/16
7:58pm

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