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A Bedroom Window: Midtown

  • brucepressler
  • Jul 19, 2025
  • 1 min read

Bedroom window

Birds try to sing—

Swallowed by

The clash outside:

Engines roaring

Horns shouting

Sirens slicing air

Dogs barking

Leaves whipped wild

Children scream-laugh

Tires skid

A crash

Then silence,

Then more

Then

a breeze

the hush of leaves

Then birds, still singing

 
 

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