Hattie didn't mind the children. They were about the only people on earth she didn't mind. She heard the parents telling them to leave her alone, but her seemingly bottomless tin of cookies, which ... [+]
Kenneth N. Margolin is a retired attorney and lives in Newton, Massachusetts. Ken's stories have been published in Dash Literary Journal, Evening Street Review, Twenty-Two Twenty-Eight, The Literary Hatchet... "The Crosswalk" was originally published in Shot Glass Journal. It's now part of Short Édition's series, The Current.
Originally published in Shot Glass Journal
Between these yellow lines,
The promise of safety
Retreats before the distraction, impatience, the rage
Of my neighbor; who on the street would wish me well,
Then behind his car's tinted glass,
Succumbs to a darkness he does not understand.
The promise of safety
Retreats before the distraction, impatience, the rage
Of my neighbor; who on the street would wish me well,
Then behind his car's tinted glass,
Succumbs to a darkness he does not understand.