Jessica
Summer in the City
There is always the inescapable
stink of us, lingering
on our work clothes, on the vinyl bus seats,
and in our hair, despite
our desperate attempts
to perfume it all away.
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I stole the title of this small stone from Regina Spektor, who I think, did it more justice, as you can see below.
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This micropoem is part of A River of Stones International Small Stone Writing Month, hosted by Fiona and Kaspa. The goal of the project is for participants to create one small stone (a recorded moment of mindful observation) each day in July.
