Living in LA, I see a lot of *interesting* people wandering the streets. While driving to work the other day, I saw a rough-looking woman (probably in her 60s) walking with a man who was slowly riding a bike. She looked worn and weary, and I wondered what her story was. My heart went out to her.
I try to give these unknown, unloved people places in the worlds I create in my head.
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Woman of the street,
Teal eyeshadow, teal robe,
Eyes empty yet hungering for more—
What has life done to you?
You wander these streets,
The ones that promised
Fame and fortune
But all you have
Is a hollow feeling
That itself
Is famous
Amongst the stars.
Amanda Michelle Brown 