Hipster Girl, You Are My World
The boy turns away from his friend. He has made his point. That is why he is a progressive, he said. That is why he had to get away from that city, he said. Because he believed in that little-girl-from-the-movie's story. And because he wasn't the man Michael Douglas portrayed--the character, Foster--in that movie.
He chuckles under his breath at the thought. That is why he came to Denver, he laughs.
He hears his friend laugh a short beat as well, and he looks out onto the street, the green in front of him in leaves and new-June grass. He looks beyond the sidewalk, at the damp charcoal asphalt of the street, clean and void of any litter. The people here don't pollute their home. They live here because they love here. They are close with the earth; they are high in the air, and they have to grasp close before falling off.
A woman walking her dog. A woman in her early twenties, with dark hair and pink cheeks and a good figure in American Apparel gym shorts, walks her black labrador dog through his line of sight.
He follows her path through the apartment and out the back door, and he advances beyond the courtyard and crosses the alley and is just a step behind her so he catches up and he says:
Hi. My name is Jack.
She halts her stride and turns to look at him, and she laughs.
He chuckles under his breath at the thought. That is why he came to Denver, he laughs.
He hears his friend laugh a short beat as well, and he looks out onto the street, the green in front of him in leaves and new-June grass. He looks beyond the sidewalk, at the damp charcoal asphalt of the street, clean and void of any litter. The people here don't pollute their home. They live here because they love here. They are close with the earth; they are high in the air, and they have to grasp close before falling off.
A woman walking her dog. A woman in her early twenties, with dark hair and pink cheeks and a good figure in American Apparel gym shorts, walks her black labrador dog through his line of sight.
He follows her path through the apartment and out the back door, and he advances beyond the courtyard and crosses the alley and is just a step behind her so he catches up and he says:
Hi. My name is Jack.
She halts her stride and turns to look at him, and she laughs.