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2020-09-02T12:32:58-04:00September 7th, 2020|Musings on life|

He wears a tie

He picks out the cans and bottles
from our recycling bins in the alley.

I haven’t seen him in a while
and I want to ask him,

do you live nearby
what’s your name
is there enough.

His shirt is ironed perfectly,
as it always is,
and he wears a tie.

I smile at him
and he smiles back.

Fall is coming,
I say.

Yes, oh yes,
he agrees.

He turns the corner
and I realize he has already
told me what matters:

that dignity
is always possible.

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