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The Corner of Wells and Madison | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

I know that if I ever
fall in the street
the way that man did,
in the middle of an intersection,
someone will mind.
But if unlike that man
I make it
to the other side,
scale the curb and
mount the sidewalk
and then fall,
no one will have to
drive around me.
There will be no extra noise.
There will be only the usual honking.
People walking by
will have to watch their step, true.
But this is Chicago:
No one can blame me for that.

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Donal Mahoney spent most of his life in Chicago, the son of Irish immigrant parents. He lives as an expatriate now in St. Louis, Missouri, owing to what was once a long search for work. Discovering Biscuits and Sausage Gravy made the transfer easier. More about him can be found at http://philadelphiareviewofbooks.com/2012/07/25/meeting-dad-again/.


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