(no subject)
"Can you see it? Pull over," she said, handed me her baby and got out of the car. "Don't get out." She pointed to a worn spot on the ground in a grassy alley. "A body was there, that's where Troy died."
The way she says his name makes it seem like she just ran into him at kroger yesterday, like he's about to come with us in the car.
"how did he die?"
"he got shot. they set him up. you know that girl in the house you dropped me off at? he's her twin."
Her expressionless face suggested life nor death, just a matter of fact - once a young boy now dust in the ghetto.
the other girls in the backseat shreiked, " i can see it!" Then they go quiet. The baby starts to cry.
I drop one off at school and the other two back on bolton street. then i drive around for a bit to nowhere in particular and think about his twin. a memorable face - a beautiful girl. she only took one look at me and my car. sad eyes disguised in hate, numbed by anger - savannah eyes. slippers, pajamas, 3 in the afternoon on a weekday, broken screen door. darkness all around, this girl is living in a black hole.
she's strong - like coya but different - who allowes herself to go numb from everything but the cold facts and hard earned love. this girl is strong like a singer, and she doesnt seem aware that she's baring her soul.
i imagined her working at mcdonalds and getting discovered like lauren hill. this girl has something to say.
The way she says his name makes it seem like she just ran into him at kroger yesterday, like he's about to come with us in the car.
"how did he die?"
"he got shot. they set him up. you know that girl in the house you dropped me off at? he's her twin."
Her expressionless face suggested life nor death, just a matter of fact - once a young boy now dust in the ghetto.
the other girls in the backseat shreiked, " i can see it!" Then they go quiet. The baby starts to cry.
I drop one off at school and the other two back on bolton street. then i drive around for a bit to nowhere in particular and think about his twin. a memorable face - a beautiful girl. she only took one look at me and my car. sad eyes disguised in hate, numbed by anger - savannah eyes. slippers, pajamas, 3 in the afternoon on a weekday, broken screen door. darkness all around, this girl is living in a black hole.
she's strong - like coya but different - who allowes herself to go numb from everything but the cold facts and hard earned love. this girl is strong like a singer, and she doesnt seem aware that she's baring her soul.
i imagined her working at mcdonalds and getting discovered like lauren hill. this girl has something to say.