The Air is Electric Here [poem]

Author: Ana Cristina

The air is electric here Every particle alive I am buoyed forth by This ceaseless tide Of pedestrians They move in all directions Surefooted and stern I don't mind Because I am the calm In the eye of the storm Because I find my peace In the midst Of this organized chaos I take a deep breath Fill my lungs with the smell Of exhaust and street food And feel at home.

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