Wrestled with a picture taken earlier in the week, I settled on an event(?) and a photo taken on the way home last night.
What Happened
at Andrew Square
It starts or ends
with a woman's scream.
Before you cross the street
cars pass by speeding up
anticipating a getaway.
Everyone's walking away,
slowly, even the one
carrying the skateboard.
The only woman left
looks for stragglers,
sees you, asks for cigarettes.
That's when you know
to make yourself scarce.
What Happened
at Andrew Square
It starts or ends
with a woman's scream.
Before you cross the street
cars pass by speeding up
anticipating a getaway.
Everyone's walking away,
slowly, even the one
carrying the skateboard.
The only woman left
looks for stragglers,
sees you, asks for cigarettes.
That's when you know
to make yourself scarce.
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