Benefit St.
Providence, RI
Brick,

you drape the ground
only to give me ease
casual walks
mile long runs
bike ride commutes

though,
did you forget about the trees?
roots oppressed
irrepressible
now you shift, bend, curve & roll beneath my feet
its now the three of us

so you’ve become the walls now
only to give me shelter
beautiful reds, oranges & browns
yellow lights beam at your openings
how inviting

though,
did you know about its branches?
they climb
woven in green
your hard edges soften
its now the three of us


© 2025 Naheyla Medina