Secret Lives of DC Rooftops

Denise S. Robbins
Published in
2 min readFeb 1, 2022

The District’s underground community lives
a hundred feet in the air.
Down there, people rush to make
appointments with their doctor.
Here, time only ticks until management
locks the doors.
Down there, someone yells at someone
for slightly scraping their car.
Here, the yell drifts and scatters,
quiet as a cave.
Down there, snow becomes slush and salt.
Up here, all is still until
the wind brings a second-snow, crystals
hovering outside the…