October 10, 2017

we must smell all the flowers





fake orange flower 
found among fallen 
leaves & broken 
glass in the space 
between parked cars, a 
chalked rainbow fades. 
young mother presents 
the fake orange flower 
to her tousle-haired 
son toddling about 
pacifier clenched in his 
mouth, swiping  
filthy ashtrays from 
black mesh tables 
the young mother lifts 
the fake orange flower 
to her nose and beckons 
her son to do the same 
on this early autumn 
morning we must smell 
all the flowers, it seems, 
even the fake ones.



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