WRITING: Pittsburgh in the Early Afternoon

A skateboard competition in the courtyard (justice still?) flying teens from three feet high into a hard slapping landing.  Here and there a crash and burn, reminiscent of the WW II aces maybe they want to be.

A wedding over on Liberty street, beautiful bride in white, grinning groom, bridesmaids in colors of pileated woodpeckers, seated guests and us, the bystanders peeking through wrought iron fencing send wishes, hopes and nagging doubts winding through the rails to reach the pure white cloud of canopy that temporarily protects them.

A pigeon in a silk tree keeping quiet company with a shoe.

And once again I watch the portholed building right on 6th Street where I’m sure I saw a woman swimming by.

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