by Elliott Laurence
She’s closer to ninety
there she is though
this sunny morning
making her way
Hitch in her stride
cane in hand.
years of osteo’ I’d bargain
have left her hunched over.
Past the used car lot.
Pushing her way past
the H&R Block.
Never seen her turn into, or walk out from, the plaza
Never seen her cross from, or to
the Walgreens on the opposite side of the street.
the gas station on the corner is her journey destination.
No
The bus stop
to the Walmart miles away
those are the bags that hang off her cane
the bags she carries walking the other way
Her action speaks
my independence I’ll keep
before it’s my time
I won’t lay down and die
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