Swing and Howl back at the Gods by Bogdan Dragos

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The back of a young girl in a white t shirt swinging on a swing and white clouds and blue sky in front of her
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The sun no longer

hides behind

hills

because there are no

more hills

There’s only

buildings. One

taller and wider

than the

other

Our parents told us

that this city

is growing, expanding

but as far as we

see

it’s only

doing so upwards

We are still

young, still harboring

hopeful visions

that one day

we’ll leave

and we talk about

these hopes

while sharing beer

and gin

on the curb overlooking

the park

at 9 PM

“If we don’t make it out

soon,” says a friend, “we’re

all gonna end up

like her.”

His hand is wrapped around

an opened beer can

and a finger detaches to

point over the low

fence

at a girl who sits

alone on

the swing

We all knew her

thought not

personally

just from sight

She came to the park daily

and stood

by herself,

usually on a swing…

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