Stands Over Friday the Thirteenth

She walks the long way
around building façade
restoration scaffolding.
In this wind and light
rain, weather is no longer

superstition. Weather is
serendipity. When libraries become
verbs, new subjects will appear and succumb

to a state of being
searchable. And she’ll brush
the leftover syllables
into the gutter
for another Friday.

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