Listening Poem by Alicia Mogollón

Listening

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i like to stop
and listen to 'crazy' people sometimes
listen to their ravings

with a total lack of judgment
and even let them know i am listening
the woman today with her tattered valise

on the corner of fifth & morrison
i dismounted the bus to the rhythm of her rant
she looked at me passing by

with some disdain
i made eye contact
unlike most of the john q publicks:

who tend to avoid eye contact
bustle by with their blinders firmly in place.
and while i stood on the corner

paying her heed,
she glanced my way smiling
i smiled back as she continued raving but now smiling

perhaps it was the first time
in a long time
somebody had actually listened
perhaps she's smiling still.

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