Seeing
a car seat
side
of the road,
next
to the scariest house
in my
itty bity New England hamlet
makes
me check to make sure no
baby
contained therein.
Later,
I spy
an unknown man
riding
his bicycle in a repetitive loop
in
the parking lot of my apartment complex
His
circle takes him to close
to
two playing boys-
who
he doesn’t appear to know-
for my comfort.
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