Medical Humanities
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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