Sidewalk cliffs
Beauty bounded
But smiling still
Her fingers wrap around
A cigarette
Her phone pulled out
From skinny jeans
Pockets ripped
I can see her skin
She takes a call
And walks on still
She looks both ways
And falls away

Poem 103

3 thoughts on “Crosswalks

  1. Hi, I just wrote a poem and titled it ‘Crosswalks’ and went searching for one and discovered yours – having no idea I would encounter a poem with the same title. I hope you don’t mind my using it in my blog. Lovely poem as well! :)

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