Get Out

It’s afternoon on the Avenues. Outside Trouble Coffee, a bearded young man passes the window in moccasin slippers. His navy-blue robe is unbelted over a clean white undershirt and drawstring pants. He guides a suitcase past Golden Gate Indian Food and Pizza, and as he rounds a corner, the wind pulls his robe hem back toward the beach.

2 thoughts on “Get Out

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s