protector

she stands on the corner of the street

where main and 5th collide

cars blurring

thirty six and a half feet

from a familiar shadow

cast onto the pavement.

pristine white wings

wispy feathers overlapping

and

reflecting

the watery morning

sunlight.

buildings up above

metal skeletons

glass frames

she seems so small

so insignificant.

tears that flow and fade

dark smudges on her cheeks

wisps of hair fraying.

a soft smile.

...

"i'm still trying to save you."