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History: Hamden, Connecticut

ISSUE:  Autumn 1992
The sweet breath of someone’s laundry
spews from a drier vent. A screen door
slams. “Carry it?”—a woman’s voice—
“You’re going to carry it!?” Now I hear
the sound of castors on the sidewalk.

Car doors close softly, engines
turn over and catch. A boy on his bike
delivers papers. I hear the smack
of The New York Times in its blue plastic
sheath, hitting the wooden porches.

A woman jogs by, thrusting a child
in a stroller ahead of her, her arms
straight as shafts, the baby’s fair
head bobbing wildly on its frail stem.
In the next street a garbage truck cries out.


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