our happiness

was when the

lights were

out

the whole city

in darkness

& we drove north

to our friend's

yellow apt.

where she had

power & we

could work

later we stayed

in the darkened

apt. you sick

in bed & me

writing ambitiously

by candle light

in thin blue

books

your neighbor had

a generator &

after a while

we had a little

bit of light

I walked the

dog & you

were still

a little bit

sick

we sat on a stoop

one day in the

late afternoon

we had very little

money. enough for

a strong cappuccino

which we shared

sitting there &

suddenly the

city was lit.