Palimpsest, Urban

Sidewalk sprouted more

candles bouquets foil heart balloons,

swallowed a child whole

into its undercarriage.



Its breath copper alchemy and

lead, ruptured promises,

knee’s leaps over

cracked back superstitions.



On a corner you can app map

a reroute real simple.

Bend wheels round

less troubled avenues.



Ancient streets bear the same

names as new paved ones.

New paved ones leave out

eye sores, promise you gladness.

From Hood Vacations (Black Lawrence Press, 2023) by Michal “MJ” Jones. Copyright © 2023 by Black Lawrence Press. Used with the permission of the publisher.