Not everyone would see the flash
Or feel the heat of the explosion.
Night would be the most
Spectacular time, signs exploding
One by one. Sitting at a corner
With Duffy sleeping, Jessica
Peering through the windshield
Watching the cloud forming.
I had seen it in newsreels,
Backed into an alley
And turned around. I was
Unclear about surviving
Which in Cold-War days no
One was supposed to, but
Many survived Nagasaki
And Hiroshima. It could be
Done, and we were not near a
Likely target. Duffy climbed
Into my lap. Jessica continued
To stare with unflinching gaze
Through the window. Ben slept.
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