We could be thick as thieves
My neighbor bill stopped by to return something. I was sitting on the porch and Bill was acting friendly so I offered to pour him…
Your mother walks in and says if you just sit here eating chocolate all night you’ll end up fat and alone.
Fog from the dryers crosses a frozen alley where no one pays mind except to finger their blinds apart and eyeball me making long shadows. She’s in there doing laundry. My steps come under the door with a draft.