Poets Walk: "You do? Me too."
Location on Poets Walk Map: 56
Bus Stop by Laure-Anne Bosselaar
Sullen, stubborn sleet all day.
Traffic jammed on Sixth. We cram
the shelter, soaked strangers, shivering,
straining to see the bus,
except for a man next to me,
dialing his cell-phone. He hunches,
pulls his parka’s collar over it, talks
slow and low:
It’s Daddy, honey. You do? Me too.
Ask Mommy if I can come see you now.
Oh, okay. Sunday. Bye. Me too. Bye.
He snaps the phone shut,
holds it to his cheek, staring at nothing.
Dusk stains the sleet, minutes slush by.
When we board the bus,
he’s still pressing the phone to his cheek.
Laure-Anne Bosselaar, "Bus Stop" from A New Hunger. Copyright © 2007 by Laure-Anne Bosselaar. Used by permission of Copper Canyon Press, www.coppercanyonpress.org.