Crossing Lanes
They were born on the same streets where they still live, decades later. The cracks in the community never let them go.
Roads led to roads that laced over one another without ever connecting their lanes of traffic. On the sidewalk, the encounters that might elsewhere lead to friendship didn’t even achieve a nod of recognition.
It was difficult to move through this town, founded on the desire to achieve insurance against the predictable calamities of life, without discounting the succession of faces as socially inaccessible. They were born on the same streets where they still live, decades later. The cracks in the community never let them go.
