Monday, June 19, 2017

No Photos Allowed

No Photos Allowed

Each morning, before the city awakens,
I set out to one boulangerie or another,
camera in hand.

It is not unlike the quiet time
back home at dawn,
facing my laptop.

There are no concerns
other than requiring coffee
and a couple refills .

I walk, eyes open
for visual anomalies.
Nothing out of the usual

except for the bomb squad
dismantling a silver Peugeot;
under the protection

of twenty guards wearing
full body armor, automatic weapons
pressed against their shoulders






Sandy Kinnee

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