forward together
The bus doors breathe open—
a tide of shoes,
plastic bags whispering
against one another.
Someone mouths a tune to airpods.
It is enough,
for now,
to be carried forward together.
Poetry by anonface
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Written on 2025-10-23 at 15:11
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