UMANNED BY
CIRCUMSTANCE
In Beacon, New York I sat outside of
Homespun Foods and ate. The people
came by and talked. We sat at the
sidewalk, the dog on the pavement.
It seemed, all this, in the middle of
some other time : I have to smile, and
talk back, to so many nice people. And
I am nothing, really - just another errant
visitor to this miserable Hudson town.
So, nice. So, nice.
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