christmas angel

This past weekend, I saw something brief, beautiful, distant.

I wanted my camera, but I had no camera. 

Here is what I have instead.

Christmas Alley Angel

She totters and sways
Wrinkled wig
Slopped to one side
Skirt jaunty.

Or it was, hours ago.



December drizzle
and streetlights
Carve a tunnel
Caressing her silhouette
As she tips
Into the dark

A clutch as her guide
Stilettos to ground her

Tonight’s memories
Trailing off into puddles
And pebbles
For tomorrow
To find.

“Don’t topple, Angel,”

(the night air breathes)

“Shine on.”




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