1st, Short Category 2011 - Sallie Durham
Other People’s Lives
You could tell by the way they walked
keeling to one side, like boats, or drunks
something was wrong.
His eyes were dead as pebbles.
The shuffling woman beside him
wore the same granite look
though she found a light to smile by.
Only their black-and-white mongrel dog
radiant and straining on a long blue leash
seemed to know where they were going.