I passed by you today.
It was swift and unsettling.
I can imagine that you felt
as if a train raced down the rails.
You didn’t see me,
but I know you felt me,
because you paused shortly after life
led my feet the other way.
I glanced back quickly,
to see you standing amidst
bodies bouncing off of one another.
You swayed rhythmically with the chaos
as if the madness made you feel at home.
I turned around shortly before
a single tear slipped down your cheek.
My timing was perfect.
We weren’t supposed to cross paths today.
It’s a wonder why we did.
And had I stayed longer,
you would’ve been able to tell
that your tear was matching mine.
Poet: Stefanie Parrott