Inspired during a session with Colleen Cruz about poetry and the reciprocity between writing with craft and reading stronger.
An avalanche of humanity bursting forth from the doors of the church
Spilling into the sidewalk and crashing over the curbs and banks into traffic
Spraying out at the edges across the block on one side into the median at the other edge
Thinning as the packed crowd presses along the blocks and avenues
Settling here, there, further on as they lose momentum
Coleen, I apologize for tuning out the first two minutes of the session as you sparked this poem in my mind. Had to jot it down before it escaped.