vacant upstairs apartment
I broke into the
And crept out onto the roof
I kept thinking of
the cracks in the sidewalk
the grass growing in the alley
the vines on the fence
between the parking lots
The forgotten places where
two things border one another
The discarded, left-over space between
one clear definition and another
Cracks
Borders
Edges
The places people rarely look into
like beneath the sofa cushions where the change collects
or
the strip of trees beside the highway where I
found the skull of a dog
and undergrowth so thick
you couldn’t walk through it
-Jim DuBois
July 20, 1998
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