Found Sidewalk to Trade

Published Wednesday, November 02, 2005 by Frank Sauce | E-mail this post

There is a side walk that we do We walk a side and a little behind in the downpour of stares and the hushed gossip of the trees They're rattling on about some other trees south of town who ran out of leaves already Trees don't want us to hear them gossip "That's why there's wind," they'd say They don't want us to know that side of wisdom

The sidewalk that I found today? No one owns it and it's up for trade You can walk down it, pretend it's a path in the woods that will never hurt your feet

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Anonymous on November 22, 2005

It was late saturday afternoon and the display girl was taking the clothes off the mannequins on the display windows of the fancy dress shop. Her hands and face tangled intimately along the nude plastic forms.

Brick building facades glowed in the dusk light, traffic infrequent along the hushed street. In front of the store, a single tree was naked in sympathy. Its fallen leaves lay scattered on the sidewalk.

I stood across the street and marked this image for posterity. I momently contemplated a display for the shopgirl, then walked onward alone into the oncoming night.

Frank Sauce

By Jeffrey Bershaw
from Portland, OR
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