Day 2: Juiced. NapoWriMo

Normally, where the city breaths-
thick, forced thru concrete, rush
traffic and hurry
–anxiety
small layers too small to feel
building small armors all the same.

Today’s prompt- all that happened on this morning’s walk through the city, with puppy Chula.

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Normally, where the city breathes-
thick, forced through concrete, rush
traffic and hurry

anxiety

small layers too small to feel
building small armors all the same.

Today, the city breathes
something else.       First

the woman, clutching coffee
urban sounding in quick heeled steps
sees Chula’s floppy ears,
smiles
despite time and hum    and then

the installer, working against the clock
bends close to tell me…pain in the knee…sports, how
a diet of juice is the perfect medicine
grapefruit juice…all you need for lactic acid and stress.

This new gridded breath, confirmed when
uniform delivery man darts
down stairs to the street
almost slamming into us- sends Chula
to the curb

Ah! I’mSOsorry, are you OK!?
hand on my elbow, our eyes shocked wide
and locked, laughing with

    suddenness.

Tender is the city today
No time for armor
thirsty for

    grapefruit juice.

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Author: tara linda

musician, poet, jewelry maker

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