My tongue is in my hand…

Double Rainbow

Posted on: March 28, 2009

It’s late afternoon, coming up on dusk. Men and children outside doing more than nothing and less than anything, look up. Surprised, they send messages inside. Women preparing food in kitchens step out, leaving stove tops unattended.

Bare feet press into the asphalt, then the dirt, making small splashes through the puddles; kicking gravel water onto a full black skirt swaying just above the ankles. Child jumps up to claim their spot on the left hip. Going across the street to get a better view, and look at the cedar.

“Did you hear about the robbery down the street? ”

“Do you need help getting those birds?”

And back to our boxes, the beans may be burning.


1 Response to "Double Rainbow"

Wait… what happened? This little snapshot is intruiging me…

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