On The Radar
I was sitting on the porch enjoying the rain today and this black guy was walking down the street with a piece of cardboard covering a plastic bag. He crossed over to my side and came up the driveway, and I could see his gold teeth, his hair was a mass of mature twists. I figured he was interested in some of my dry porch space til the rain passed, but he just said, “hey, how ya doin? sitting on the porch, huh?” I said, “yeah, gotta go take a shower, or I could just stand out there for while.” He stood under the tree and said he was going to check on his house. I asked if it was gutted or if he was living in it, he said he’s living there for a while. Then he said, “Alright, love you, take care”, and walked off. There’s that. Flash, another dude in the hood, knocked on every door of my house twice last night but I was not in the mood to hear about his big plans for his insurance money nor his white woman fantasies.
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