While waiting at a bookstore counter, a small girl stared down at my shoes. After a time, she looked into my eyes and smiled.
As I walked across a baseball field, I paused to consider a wooden stick that stuck out of the ground and leaned against a metal fence.
A gray old woman in a wheelchair waited by a curb. From time to time she glanced in my direction. Her face remained expressionless.
As I sat in a parking lot, I gazed at a tree that had grown around a chain-link fence.
A large formation of geese flew overhead in a northwesterly direction. I continued to hear their calling from a distance.
A woman I did not know looked at me and smiled. I smiled back at her without saying a word.
A sheer curtain from an open window blew against my leg as I wrote this.
I paused for a moment as I allowed strong feelings of contempt to arise, and then slowly exit from my awareness.
old glory?
14 years ago
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