beside the train yard
i pass four boys on
the cobblestone walk --
they are skateboarders
who cannot glide
for the bump bump bump
of their wheels on the stone.
i walk across the street
mimicking the mangy brown cat
only two blocks down;
the wind ruffles our fur
as we climb the stairs.
we will miss the clang
and the clatter of the
bellowing trains in our
sound-proofed cubicles
with the curtains drawn closed.
Amrita
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