Light Between Buildings/ poem by Mike Jurkovic

A lot of times
  (where rainbows coincide)
I find myself dancing
through God’s good hour
w/the same side step
  (my father passed down)
and limbo into the light 
between buildings.

‘Cos what else does
a street kid have
but his own longitude,
  (his latitude)
and a whole lot of stage
between him 
and the waiting rain.
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Mike Jurkovic is the President of Calling All Poets a reading series and publisher, a writer, reviewer and frequent contributor to Lightwood.

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