Down Shirley Street

Rusty Barnes

tonight is a banner night
all the folks are out
there's a killer light wind
sending the ocean smell
all the way to Bell Circle
two drug deals I interrupt
in front of the Cambodian
market while the Sound
throws up big waves I can
see stopped at the red light
at the bottom of the street
people pouring
into the subways. I want
pastries but get some

fake Twinkies at the Tedeschi's
instead. The fakies are OK
but like with breasts I prefer

the real thing and whatever
Shirley Street becomes at night

is more real than most.
Sometimes I get out of the car
just to smell it.

Issue 1 : Fall, 2016