Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Walking the mile home from work
there is a lovely anonymity in the dark.
The best light, of course, is down the middle
of the street, which I avoid. Heavings
in the sidewalk lose clarity so each step
is calculated. In the dark, I lose age.
Hooded and bundled, gender blurs.
A private mile. Silent.

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