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Streetway

By Brian Michael Barbeito
Mar. 4, 2007

Hail and rain and the traffic had worn down the color of the road. Holes in its surface and dents in its soul arrived. It saw everything that came past, every type of footwear. It saw the lonely old Chinese woman with the raincoat and the hood that she held up with her hands. It saw lovers and it saw stray dogs full for sadness and full of hunger. That old road wasn’t so old at all, not in the bigger scheme of things, but plenty happens, and if you have the eye, like the road had an eye, you see these things. Other roads had different characters. Some were sleepy, and some were menacing. Some were kind, and some, like this one, were mostly watchful. The watchful road that had winding parts and straight parts too. Manicured lawns around, and wild forests tried to creep up to meet it at other parts. Organic. The road and its surroundings were organic. The road flowed into driveways and pathways and to bigger roads. Interconnectedness. At night there was hardly anyone there. If it rained and it was night, then nobody at all, not for hours at a stretch anyway. There were hydrants that nobody paid attention to, and there were a few bats that flew past there. Of course cats met death there, and skunks too. Small insect night and the grand cosmic plight. Oh, residential and industrial roads of nowhere and everywhere. Tires rolling on streets. Cops and crickets and a discarded milk carton too. Roads streets traffic whiles and tired feet or agile felines ready to kill. Hornet nests aren’t far, or pear trees and fences. Trains run past, pounding through the dark. Pebbles and rocks, stones and clay and dirt. Leaves, branches, sewers, and frowning spirits. Mountain and stream, valley and ocean, you are noble indeed, and each thing if seen rightly, might be just and good in its own way. But the street, - she is sad and joyful and upright, she is good and nurtures much in her own way, like the dogs all full up with hunger and the wanton ghosts too.

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