Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Pigeon Park

we call it Pigeon Park
wild boys everywhere
and pigeons, too

passing the basketball court
any hour, any day
I look down

this makes me invisible

my friend Lillian says
just because you can't see them
doesn't mean they can't see you

I don't believe her

black-eyed Susans
grow beside the jungle gym

it's bad luck to pick them

who cares about bad luck anyway?

I bring handfuls of flowers home
to my mother
but we don't have any vases
in our house