The Invisible Lines Are Drawn
by Anitra L. Freeman

 

The invisible
was here first.
Stone and steel
grew up around the idea
of a bank,
post office,
grocery store.

Pound stone to rubble,
money will pile up somewhere,
public servants carry your letters
into limbo,
and you will still stand in a long, slow line
for cold food.


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