They wear hoodies
and pants slung low,
tattoos down necks
like Chinese
calligraphs
their girls swagger
hard consonants
needling thin air
the train goes quiet
I hide behind my book
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My small contribution to the ever-enduring Language > Place carnival Blog. Julia Davies hosts Edition #7 with the theme Unwritten Language - Unnamed Places. This poem inspired by my daily metro ride. On the last day of school the kids on the metro talked louder, at higher pitch, their excitability turning aggressive.
A HUGE thank you to Julia Davies for putting this puzzle together. Peace...
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