Morning
The dog
limps in the lane;
another
chases it
the roads
are washed
with last
night’s rain
a scooter
heaving with
milk
containers, passes by
the rag
pickers sieve garbage
their child
gapes at the navy blue sky
The dog
limps in the lane;
another
chases it
the roads
are washed
with last
night’s rain
a scooter
heaving with
milk
containers, passes by
the rag
pickers sieve garbage
their child
gapes at the navy blue sky
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