The city felt clear and beautiful
on my ride home tonight.
Each building, boat, and bridge- lit up- was striking tonight
each breath lifting my rib cage, hopes, like a bucket handle
Note:
lifted spirits probably due to the combined effects of:
crisp temperature,
atmospheric conditions (beauty),
report writing and lesson planning accomplished,
compliments from supervisor,
caffeine,
blood flow from my churning feet to my head,
estrogen levels restored, moon waning,
newly-installed Ferris wheel lined with blue lights by an office building,
hulking T Rex guarding the planetarium,
notes of a capella wafting from the Science Museum,
scattered sounds of soft-pitch softball, vibrant youth,
signs for young vibrant candidates on voting day, ready and wishing
to freshen hope in the city
lungfuls of pizza from cornershops and Dominos alike, the promise of front-yard tomatoes,
the finger-feel of black velour ears before opening the door
Megan in eye makeup and a cute skirt - joy to you baby
smooth taste of Roxbury Puddingstone ice cream, chocolate chunks, cookie dough - and joy to me too
tonight tonight
tonight
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