Friday, January 23, 2009

daylight hours

broad daylight
a perfectly safe time
to walk through the streets
after all,
in the middle of the day,
who would start up with me?

i walk quickly
down the avenue,
eyes darting to and fro.
suddenly, a voice calls to me...
"excuse me?"
i look up--

a man sitting in a car.
he must need directions
i stand a few feet away
look at him questioningly
as he says in a loud voice
"don't i know you...

pretty face?"
make a mad dash.
run. run.
RUN!
i'm never
ever
walking through the streets
alone. never again.

NEVER.

no, this one is not a nightmare. black guy, con ed vehicle, in new york. real life.
never again.

4 comments:

  1. Oh my gosh! Wrong person for that to happen to. I'm sorry...

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  2. Oh my, that would have freaked me out!

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  3. I can't find words to explain my feelings about this accident... I feel so sorry.

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  4. I'm guessing all you could think of was to get away, too bad didn't write down plate number.

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