Shadows of SkyscrapersA Poem by AaronAn observation of the way people live in New York City.I slipped from the
crowd into an alley next to Fremont The darkness of the
alley reminded me of night Hidden in the shadows
of the skyscrapers A man was sitting on
the pavement staring
I turned back to the
crowds of the street They pushed
themselves forward to their jobs or to
their home Up ten sets of
stairs, down the hall and to
the left
"That's not a
skyscraper," a man told me it was the day before "I'm from
Maine," I responded. The man nodded as if
it was the most obvious thing in the world.
I waited for my
moment to step back into the crowd. This is the Boston of
foot traffic, I thought I pushed myself back
onto the sidewalk. I caught a glimpse of
the man in the alley. He smiled at me. © 2012 AaronAuthor's Note
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20 Reviews Added on October 12, 2012 Last Updated on October 12, 2012 Tags: New York, City, skyscraper AuthorAaronMEAboutDrop me a message. I'm always up for hearing from interesting writers. I read King to turn pages. I read Bukowski to remind me of what I already know. I read Suess for life lessons. I read Tale.. more..Writing
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