Over the next few days, Raus and I will likely be adding some poems (New York Themed). Here’s the first one, by me:

Rooftop games- 10/26/08

The rain pattered down on

the rooftops of the factories

of smith avenue

We waded, our shoes heavy

from the growing puddles

on top of smith avenue

The ball skims from my shoe

to the goal, and over

down onto smith avenue

The train roars by, the faces

of hobos and bankers staring

out at smith avenue

The school children trudge by

no rain day for them

not on smith avenue

I sit on a ventilation pipe

kicking my knees against

its hollow surface

and together we all

look out on smith avenue.