Having Leapt

Skyway food service
shuts down after five—
then the dancing begins. Local hip

hop escapes her
notice but not the flailing
limbs of that young man

with a mop. An ink
and coffee and rain
stained Post-It pad still holds

its orange—a sky
she won’t meet
till winter washes away.

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