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Scene From a Life
by Hugh Lemma
Someday,
in a city
somewhere..
he stands on an island platform
awaiting the Westbound.
As it approaches, he turns to look
and their eyes lock-
hers smile, as at a returning soldier;
his soften in quiet revelation.
It is a long look-
then she disappears suddenly
into an Eastbound car
and sits between
a window
and her duffel bag,
which she moves instinctively
after a few moments
to make room.
They avoid talk,
especially the obligatory
“have we met?”
because they understand the answer
is no,
and also yes.
How many lifetimes
has it taken?
he wonders
as he touches her hand;
her fingers wrap around his,
and they ride off in silence
save for a few low voices
and the rhythmic clacking of wheels
beneath them.
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