5:30 am, Moda: a girl sobs

a girl sobs
quietly
as if not to disturb
the feral cats
watching from windows
the dogs sleeping
in doorways
the lone woman
wheeling her suitcase
down the hill
to a waiting cab
the lone old man
trudging by
who stops to ask
are you all right
she nods
thank you, yes
dabs tissue to eyes
and turns away
as she walks slowly
down a lonely street
lost to all
but her grief

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