A high heat

pushed roadway

lines sideways

crowds trample the streets

pulled toward destinations

in a sea of shoulders


fire escapes spread

waffle slanted shadows

onto faded bricks


a radio pushes

static into an alley


garbage cans release

the aroma of yesterday


young men

rolled up sleeves

bright buckles

black pocket combs

slicked back hair

protect their corners


the day is long with



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