Awaking in New York by MAYA ANGELOU

Curtains forcing their will   
against the wind,
children sleep,
exchanging dreams with   
seraphim. The city
drags itself awake on   
subway straps; and
I, an alarm, awake as a   
rumor of war,
lie stretching into dawn,   
unasked and unheeded.


Awaking in New York by Maya Angelou, cause we miss traveling!

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