a piercing knot on the edge of her palm draws her out 

to the damp air lit by passing cars and newly found stars

 

BE CAREFUL THERE MIGHT BE A CURFEW ‘CAUSE

 

a neighbor warns her

 

THE PROJECTS ARE RIGHT DOWN THE BLOCK

 

tightly holding an impatient shepherd looking over a fallen fence 

 

WE NEVER HAD AN ISSUE SO FAR BUT YOU NEVER KNOW

WE ARE IN A STATE OF EMERGENCY PEOPLE MIGHT START LOOTING 

 

she glances at somebody’s roof hanging over an insurance company behind his house 

 

ANYWAY WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT OUR DOGS BARKING AT EACH OTHER ALL DAY ‘CAUSE OUR DOG LOOKS LIKE A BIG BAD BOY BUT HE’S A SOFTY HE’S JUST A LICKER BUT WHEN PEOPLE GOING DOWN THE STREET HEAR HIM BARKING THEY THINK HE’S AGGRESSIVE BUT HE’S NOT HE’S REALLY NOT

 

she keeps touching the tangled mass of embedded glass filaments

vibrating with the humming sound of a distant helicopter

 

at the end of the block 

two large globes of light are suspended in the air

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