“On the Bridge”
standing room only
swaying with the rocking train
gazing at the light strings
on the bridge across the water.
Yet another trip over the Charles
at Storrow Drive
alone with her reflection
back when she still believed
in the romance of other lives
seen from a distance —
crowded cars popping down the highway
to parties or dinner and drinks
a Christmas tree on a roof rack
carted by a loving family, mom, dad, kids,
home from the woods.
the interiors of multi-storied apartments
figures crossing spaces
cozy and secure, at home
and somewhere, a version of happiness.
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