and now, a new day or two.

on the first, i walked down the street.

as i turned the corner, a black man bicycled past me.
he stared right into my eyes, a single tear trickling out of each of his.
leaving a shiny trail down his cheeks that glinted in the sun.

i got a coffee.

and sat outside.

the world was bright & breezy & clear & lovely.
and i was in it.

[i still am]