Cabs and Causes
On Walls & Lotteries
Thursday, in Chicago, with the shadow of Trump Hotel hovering over the street like a shroud, my cab driver shared the story of how he came to be an American.
Running through cornfields.
State fairs and hot dogs.
Haunted houses, screams alight with delight and terror.
The help will take care of changing the sheets.
Fireflies dancing away from a child holding a jar at twilight.
Afternoons off to go watch the baseball game.
Chewing tobacco, and hats.
Darling, what would…
How long does it take to ruin someone’s life? I mean, really ruin, where the victim is a shell, eating and breathing and existing but not living. You think about how quickly you can swerve your car into the opposite lane, fire a gun…maybe 30 seconds. And you’re held accountable for that…