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Aurora
We waited for an hour or two
that Sunday afternoon,
crossing the tracks
at the Aurora Metra station
because of the construction.
I didn't know.
I swear I didn't know
that entire week
would be the end of us.
It was hot that day;
we escaped by slipping inside
the concourse
with its sticky floors
and vending machines
and the water fountain the janitor
warned my son about.
Who knew at 10 that night
when the fireworks went off
above Navy Pier
their splendor, their noise
would be our swan song?
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Cloudthings
Sun, 2019-03-17 08:37
Hey Connect11, I'm newly back after 7 years
So we haven't "met", I was just looking through "undiscovered works" & found this very lovely work... bit heart breaking & terribly evocative in a realist way.
I found myself right there in my own version of the experience - wonderful in it's smooth flow, it's descriptors & it's articulate communication..
Hope to read more from you.
Cheers
Anni
My dear friend always told me "Water the seeds of joy first"