Contributor: Donal Mahoney
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State and Madison, Chicago.
Saturday, high noon.
Shoppers in melee.
Surrounded, I give up.
Against the curb, I see
suddenly the sea foam up
and in the distance
white birds soar and glide,
black apostrophes
cleaver split
but still tangential,
rising, falling.
Then the stoplight
flashes green and I
prepare to sally off
till I look down
and see against
the curb the great
white waters bowl
as one by one people
drop and drown.
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Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri.
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