At the corner
an old slavic woman
gets on the bus
lugging her shopping bag
like an infant
with blonde hair.
gets on the bus
lugging her shopping bag
like an infant
with blonde hair.
She scolds it
in a foreign language
when it slouches
next to her
in the seat.
when it slouches
next to her
in the seat.
All the strangers
on the Route 9 express
who notice,
smile within themselves.
who notice,
smile within themselves.
They were
that bag
once.
once.
Made me smile and THINK !
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