December 19, 2012

this city is no womb

 
 

walked over to the mister taco food cart during my lunch break for the chile relleno dinner. passed someone lying on a bench curled in the fetal position beneath a blanket. cold rain falling hard, i could only see their calves. waiting for my lunch, i notice on the cart's fridge two two dollar bills held by a jesus immaculate heart magnet. smile. i watch the form, looking for signs of breathing. can't tell. the cook tells me the person's been lying there for a few hours. does not move. i tell him to call 911 and he does. as i start walking back to work i lean over the still form to ask a ridiculuous question in the increasing rain. are you okay?

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