Spring chill at dusk
taillights
tell
in red
blue satin evening arrives
how many will be lost
reaping secrets from stars
the streets will keep faith through the night —
their incessant
conversation
let others sleep
Jacob Russell says, “I live and write & walk the streets of South Philly with my Spirit Stick.” His work has appeared in decomP, Criiphoria 2, Conversational Magazine, Connotations, and more. Read more on his blog, jacobrussellsbarkingdog.blogspot.com