[Claire had started to rest against the wall, paused midway with her butt flush to the wall and her body half bent in mid-lean. She blinked three times, rapidly, a blush claiming her cheeks and neck.]

Oh, um, no, sorry, I...

[She was floundering for a response.

I was going to wait out here for you?
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Richie Gecko

It's a Dark Night

hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night

the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him

she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again

I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago

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