An ambulance siren screams on a distant highway.
The neighbor dog across the street barks.
Teenage skateboarders roll past the house
Cutting down driveways from sidewalks.
Dusk falls — Birds sing — Crickets chirp.
The stray cats come crunch their evening kibble.
The ex-husband laughs and lights-up across town.
An ex-boyfriend downs a drink in some Northern bar.
The sun sighs a last light and falls into darkness.
Love and I sit together on the porch,
Talking like old friends over coffee
About the wisdom of numbers
And the magical reality of contrast
In black-and-white photographs.
Small Pieces of Being 
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