flirty and asymmetrical
the houses that cling to each other
like a blue and yellow chain
the grand sails atop young, shaky ships
weathered by the teasing of the tide
the eavesdropping accordion players huddled
in their corners
converting gossip to song
and giving you to the city
maybe someday when I visit
I’ll sit where you sat on the dock,
have my picture taken
and learn what love means to you
Kate Duby is a junior majoring in editorial journalism and minoring in English. She hopes to one day write for a daily publication in a big city, but her biggest dream is to publish an anthology of her own poetry and essays.