Twenties

Felt compelled to speak with a man…who then did not respond…A torn block with gravel…King…Still a Budweiser truck roars past a Starbucks cup (sorry for brand names…getting hard to censor) tipped horizontal on a garbage can…which spins without rolling…retaining foam…Sores…raw blisters…each foot’s inner edges hurt…A sixtyish woman walks someone about 80…hunched in a cute plaid dress…and the 60-year-old keeps handing bills…dollar-type bills…twenties…to that bent woman…bills she folds into her pocket