2:07 PM at Union Station

Originally posted January 29, 2024 and again in March 2024. One of my favorites I've ever written as well.

Photo by Caleb Fisher on Unsplash

Afternoon is boisterous and hoggish. 
Just above the smacks and clacks of dress shoes— 
shinier and squeakier than the silver-grey fox marble floor 
they shoot across as if a revolver clicked then boomed at the starting line 
of the Olympics’ track field—are suit cases and wheeled book bags 
grinding and gearing. Their echoes holding the semblance 
of geysers jutting from a waterfall’s moldered crevice 
flaying itself onto muddied muddled stalagmites 
and thundering into minute pearl facets 
that flattens with the same plop
as the mangled tennis shoe 
found by the vagrants 
with no home. 

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