I saw a homeless girl
rollerskating today
on Broadway.
I have seen
her before
in soup kitchens
and the like.
The places homeless
people go
Though I don't
know her name.
She never speaks;
she just walks about
with a scowl
in silence.
I saw a homeless girl
rollerskating today
on Broadway.
She leaned
back and forth
right side to left
propelling herself
forward, onward,
willing herself faster,
on eight
whirring wheels.
She looked happy,
the happiness of
stolen innocence
long since forgotten
buried with
a painful past
that drove her
to the streets
and
I laughed
for her.
I saw a homeless girl
rollerskating today
on Broadway.
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