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Contributor: Richard Schnap

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In the 3 am darkness
I look across the parking lot

And see a lit window
Framing a man’s silhouette

He seems about my height
And about my build

As if I am looking
At a mirror of myself

And I wonder what woke him
What impossible dream

That keeps him from sleep
And its intimation of death

Or maybe like me
To just look out and know

That he’s not all alone
In the emptiness of the night

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Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.


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