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she waits at the crossroads
her daily pre-dawn torture
the minutes crawl by
the automobiles too
each one a potential nightmare
each driver a possible harbinger from hell
her eyes watch, wary
her legs tremble, tense
ready at moment’s notice
to speed her homeward
propel her towards safety
the bright light in the windows
the warmth of her mother’s embrace
her heart chokes down the chill
she swallows down the rising bitterness
and steels herself
any minute now
the sun will roll around the corner
salvation will open its doors
and she will dart into its womb
dodge darkness one more day
i think this is clearly the best of your three poems today / it reads very well from first to last line /
what "little" fears others have and zoom in on our own.
This poem reads smoothly like all of your work. The lesson
is one I needed today.