Philly Story #5: Falling

it’s cold out here

i lost my token

forgot my change as i stepped in

missed the bar as the bus jolted forward

and was heading to the floor with my face

when an older man

concern in his ebony eyes, and

gripping his cane, gripped my arm just as hard

i didn’t fall that day

 

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