Down here
the floor has my shape pressed into it now. that took a while and i am not giving the spot up.
closed the shop with me still in it
They walk the row
people come through and point at the loud ones. i am not loud. i have never once been picked and i have stopped preparing for it.
the bus was not coming, i knew that
The low part
somebody asked what i am waiting for. nothing. i live down here now and it is warm enough.
found a wall, sat against it