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New York Summer

Phoebe Prioleau

February 9, 2016

With his daughter draped
over his shoulder
a man climbs
subway steps, plastic pail 
in one hand,
Yankees cap in the other.

As they ascend 
into the air thick 
with August damp
and roasting nuts,
the girl opens her eyes. 
She points 
to the sherbet-stained sky
and laughs.

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