A Couple Leaped From the South Tower

…and they held hands.
Some flame through the sky
while little Jake asks his teacher
why the birds are on fire.
Lucifer sneers
and folds into the smoke.
More somersault to meet the ground.
One man counts fourteen
and then stops.
Pink mist hangs over Liberty Street.

Out of instinct, they reached for each other...

Blacking out
in the fall,
the simple warm touch,
and the two running jumps
out the jagged window,
arms outstretched to embrace the world.


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*in memory of those who lost their lives on 9/11