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Evan Stephens
Poems
Feb 2019
Chinatown
It's around noon
& snow softens
to white puddles
in the street.
I'm standing
at 7th and Penn
& to the south
is a memory,
just a shape
in the air,
bent by a tree,
a little car,
a piece of lawn.
To the north is
what they now call
Chinatown,
where spelling
"*******" in
Chinese characters
is enough
to qualify.
There's no gloss
on the water.
Winter wets
my feet
in gray laps.
I still have
errands to do.
Written by
Evan Stephens
44/M/DC
(44/M/DC)
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