on the street

He’s skinny and old, shuffling along. He looks like he’s seen better days, but his dark brown face shines. I walk past him and he says, “When I grow up, I’m gonna get one just like you.” He’s laughing at his own joke.

I turn around and wave.

“You hear me? That’s right. Gonna get you in a kitchen.”

Now I’m laughing. “You don’t want me in your kitchen.”

“All you gotta do is boil water. It’s easy. That’s all I ask.”


2 Responses to “on the street”

  1. 1 Dave Gray November 11, 2009 at 1:25 pm

    Do we all objectify, rather than relate?

  2. 2 Kio November 11, 2009 at 3:13 pm

    I think the sidewalk is an objectifying context.

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