Empty Streets – Part 2

Snow fell yesterday, unnoticed except

the sparse puddles and streaks running down windows.

Pale white fingers trace circles, and faint

words only she knows.

Children retreat within from rusting

swingsets listing in loose ground.

Chain-link fence lost inside a jumble

of browned grass returning from dormant endings.

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