Sixth & Mission

She was waiting

for the light to change

at 6th and Mission.

7:30.

People on their

way to work. 

Saw a young woman

she recognized

from high school. 

When she had sparkled.

Just six years ago.

Barefoot.

Wearing only her underwear.

With a filthy blanket

slung over her shoulder

trailing on the sidewalk.

Eyes

that for the briefest moment

locked with hers,

acknowledging,

I used to know you,

Now you don't.

so please,

forget you saw me.