I look this way. And then I look that way.
Suspicious? Undecided? Skeptical? In treatment? Just trying to cross the street with a neck brace?
Now I look mostly one way but for a long time I looked both ways.
This is the poetry blog of Jennifer Michael Hecht. There are other places where I blog lucidly, here I post what rises and converges. Welcome! It is called Dear Fonzie because the Fonz, fictional though he be, seems like a good listener.
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Just then a belly dancer mannequin walked down the sidewalk past him.
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