Mad LibBy Virginia Bell
June 07, 2014
After Lyn Hejinian’s “I found a wing today when walking”
I found a young woman today when walking—
she was running in her bare feet on the hot sidewalk.
We chatted at the intersection’s red light—
it’s better not to run on the grass, she clarified.
The grass can hide glass, stone, or even
Pavement is reassuringly transparent—
the sidewalk sings its sins.
Speaking of description: isn’t _______________ like that?
Cozy as television—at first—
some days, though, a trompe l’oeil.
A sharp shard in your scrambled eggs.
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