Today I Saw

A couple, presumably homeless, pulling 3 large suitcases into the Old Towne Parkway. (Rock Creek Canyon) I saw them the next day, one with a walking stick and his/her jacket wrapped around his/her waist with the dozen or so facial hoops removed. They looked much more relaxed. I assume they found a place to live in the canyon for awhile.


I want to believe they will manage and make it out OK.

The Warehouse District

crossing guard

The forward lean and curve of his back are athletically purposed.The shopping cart wheels swim on the back alley dirt. This is the wrong side of the tracks for some, a living business opportunity for others. His Shaq size shoes are double knotted and stuffed with newspaper; a constant reminder that he’s no giant among men, but a small simple man walking the alleys of a small simple town. Crosswalks aren’t painted at alleyways, but there’s little concern. His emergence is signaled by his crossing guard, which he pushes onto gently crowned streets. Drivers are courteous and give him wide berth, and he, in turn, thanks them, with kind gestures along his daily parade route.