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Goodnight

December 4, 2014
By ZoeZoe PLATINUM, Westown, New Plymouth 4310, Other
ZoeZoe PLATINUM, Westown, New Plymouth 4310, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song" -Maya Angelou


He sits at the bus stop

everyday

the world hurrys past

 

smile wrinkles deepen

 

never been on a bus

not one

of the smartphone-bus pass-agenda kind of people

 

She is there

everyday

in school uniform:

holes in the elbows

shirt hem above skirt waist

 

she sits next to him

draws and writes in books as heavy as her

 

like a granddaughter would

 

her world is too crowded with strangers

to see him

 

his is sprinkled with bus stop regulars:

his children who don't know it yet

 

he notices her graying skin, thinning thighs, 

garbage bags framing twinkleless eyes,

no one else does

 

he worries

 

she wants someone to hear her 

and care

 

he puts down the newspaper to watch her

 

she does not draw anymore

ever

 

her glassy bloodshot eyes gaze

at her interpretation of a future:

they find nothing to rest on

 

she paints now

 

in blood across her skin

he notices

it hurts him

 

she thinks it only hurts her

she deserves it

she thinks

 

he knows she thinks wrong

 

skeletal body

gray skin surrounds pink scabs

 

he decides to save her.

 

he watches every person

on and off his bus

 

some look blue, tomorrow they are violet

she went from blue to gray

to see-through

 

because she thought she started out

invisible

 

tomorrow, she was not at the bus stop

he worried

 

or the next day

he cried

 

or the next day

neither was he

 

she never came back to his bus stop

or any

neither did he



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