You say goodbye to the world while the wheat wavers in the wind


We marched up Broadway in one breath. Traffic lights blinked weakly in greeting. We said their names together. People stepped out of bars to watch us, extinguish cigarettes. A father and his daughter stepped into the crowd and everyone clapped. The cops stopped us at College. That’s where people shop. You can buy a set of mid-century modern stools in an antique shop there; you can buy books, burritos, and spicy chocolate drinks. The cops stood there just radiating disgust. They said, “Go another way.” We did.
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