“How wide the sidewalks were! You stood in the middle of ours. Definite and debonair. Mama with a big black Patent leather handbag. Strap Draped over her arm. Chic. Loose coat holding no baby inside. Madaddy suited, slanted wide brim hat. At attention As if he were seeing Paris After the war. All smi…”— Angela Jackson, apmpodcasts.orgTagged: Poetry, The Slowdown, Sidewalks, Debonair, paris