Uptown, A Walk Through

I am the tarnished penny abandoned on the sidewalk

the lone glove left on the fence post

the key-shaped pacifier gathering grit on the park path

I am that plastic bag floating, caught in the shrubs

the empty Starbucks cup blown into the curb

the scratch-off littering the pavement in front of the 7/11

the limp condom by the loading docks behind Ace Hardware

I am the footprint in the snow between

The House of Prayer and the House of Hair.

Memoirous