north side babies

the dusk is silent
only eddies swirl about my feet
i hear my steps on pavement
come up through my teeth
Mexican bread cinnamon spiced
marries with the hotdog vendors
porky delights
my mind turns to the downtown kids dressed in oversized everything smiling laughing smoking weed back packs on their shoulders
laying on the grass at Pershing Square talking about markers liberty and what’s out there
in the universe they float in
philosophical of thought
passing only on the left hand side
no particular goal today other than just living forever

mbrazfield (c) 2020

16 thoughts on “north side babies

  1. Just re-reading this, this is a beauty. I’m actually surprised I commented on this before, I had no recollection of that for a moment lol. Funny, how the time flies! But, I really do love the rawness here and the honesty in the narrator’s observations of the world around them.

    I really loved these few lines:

    “my mind turns to the downtown kids dressed in oversized everything smiling laughing smoking weed back packs on their shoulders
    laying on the grass at Pershing Square talking about markers liberty and what’s out there
    in the universe they float in
    philosophical of thought”

    Made me think of one of my friends tonight. I hosted a small poetry meeting, and they warned me in advance they might be stoned. It really became fun when she arrived, to be honest. 😀

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    • thanks for reading dear Lucy, yes i reread it too today and I thought it was kinda cool. I remember that day in Perishing Square watching the school ditching kids just being kids, no politics, no pretense, just artist happy kids of all backgrounds it was almost holy.

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