Poetry

September 2001, Worcester, Massachusetts by Jeremy Nathan Marks

This is not a poem
it is a memory.

The glass covered sidewalks
the trash
the prostitutes in boarded up corners
by fronts or vacants
the bars on the windows
a man walking naked at night
through public housing.

It is the day before 9/11
and a young man I do not know
catches up with me
in the early evening
on a hill by my apartment.

With a smile on his face

he says:

I’ve just joined the National Guard.

©2012 This work is the property of the author.

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