1969
It was early evening in Strasburg and the July heat was
still causing him suffocation. It took all of the energy he had just to lay
still. He counted to ten and then he stood, somehow lifting the window that
opened on to South Decatur Street. After hearing someone on the sidewalk shout
that Neil Armstrong was just about to step on the Moon, he switched on the
hotel TV. He noticed at the window was the face of a little Amish kid smiling
in wonder at his television and at a world one quarter of a million miles away.
2013
If you close your eyes real tight and then do nothin’ but
listen you can hear them. I swear to you, cross my heart and may Jesus never
talk to me again. Go on, do it, real tight now and no peekin’. Listen. You can hear Annie squealing as she plays on
the sidewalk; she used to live in that soup store across the street with her
grandpa. She ran away the day he got took to hospital and then there’s Eddie
chasin’ after his dog he called ‘Spots’ even ‘though it ain’t got any. They're
all gone now. Shame.
bobby stevenson 2013
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