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Written by Molly Myriah

a neighbor

will become a widower,

and rightfully so,

all the people will come.

not a space will remain on the street.

another’s child will sicken.

the community will mobilize.

not enough parking

for the love

headed their way.

a breaking and entering strikes.

everyone comes running,

even two streets over this time.

tons of flashing lights.

a father will walk out of a home,

the street in front is empty.