We keep waiting but night comes without invitation:
hollow textures, busy streets and cars scream.
My task: to demonstrate daybreak
while outside, upstairs neighbors bellow at pickers.
No one can consider herself exempt, but wayward:
The American tendency to smash two words together,
making them more intimate.
An older couple point at my window, wander
our building, and speak a language I don’t understand.
I come with the building. You can hear whole nights, said the street.
-Sara Mumolo, Program Manager, M.F.A. Program in Creative Writing
Mumolo is the author of Mortar (Omnidawn, 2013). In this urban landscape of shifting perceptions, the reader can find an intriguing interplay among street noise, dream, architecture and inner resolve; the poet reflects on what it means to live beside other humans.