These downtown streets are like broken promises spilling into the surrounding neighborhood. They are like pathways bordering an interrupted fantasy. They are arteries skirting the secrets of pavement. These downtown streets once agleam silent now as a once brief dream. The terrace stroll of shoppers spent cracks run like blood veins through pavement. The streets fall […]
Thanks so much for the reblog, I really appreciate it!
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My pleasure L.T – a great fitting poem to some of the themes of Naked Cities Journal!
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