This very short story/prose poem by Marlene Olin (not quite sure what it is except that it’s fantastic) knocked my SOCKS off – read it. It’s so worth it for the end, such power and joy.
When the light turned green, the old man walked into traffic. Perhaps the light was red and he took too long to negotiate the curb or maybe he just wasn’t paying attention. But one minute there was a glimpse of white hair and an airborne fedora, and the next moment there was a thud.
The woman slammed on her brakes and ran into the street.