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a woman stands in the median on washington avenue waiting for the traffic to cease so she can cross the street wearing a floral dress that hangs off her round belly her cardigan flapping in the wind the bag in her hand full of groceries she watches each car pass and crosses the street when its cleared and she walks off into the distance moving slowly down the sidewalk before taking a left several blocks down and i wonder in the morning when she puts on her hose and looks at the purple lines on her legs does she remember that little girl who wanted to play the flute in 6th grade?
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
A Stranger Crossing the Street
a woman stands in the median on washington avenue waiting for the traffic to cease so she can cross the street wearing a floral dress that hangs off her round belly her cardigan flapping in the wind the bag in her hand full of groceries she watches each car pass and crosses the street when its cleared and she walks off into the distance moving slowly down the sidewalk before taking a left several blocks down and i wonder in the morning when she puts on her hose and looks at the purple lines on her legs does she remember that little girl who wanted to play the flute in 6th grade?
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31/M/Washington DC
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
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