The alley

weary brick lined

its surface scarred

the aroma of

dampness lingering

waits expectantly

for its fraction

of sunlight


never enough

to heal the sordid

lingering air

like sidewalks

wide streets

or parks where

children play


the alley is the

center between


holding out

for a few

angled moments




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