as doors close and open and everything
pushes towards a pause while the sun melts
in echoes over rooftops and fire escapes and windows
overlooking the route, leaving the rest to a silence
of darkening shadow. Each new image flashing
through the scratched windows into transit,
motioning forward an architectural silhouette,
leaving the small spaces of textured brick and
pavement carved into mathematical grids.
The train moves on towards Grand and Division,
marking what it may, leaving its tracks behind.
In Transit
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Excerpting Senior Writers: Mac McAnulty '12