One Story Leads to Another . . .

He may be asking for money

with his hand out or his cardboard sign

Or maybe he’s sitting on the curb staring

or talking to someone you can’t see

ranting or mumbling

This is something you do not want to deal with

Your brain comes up with a plan

Speed up,

feint to the left

focus on the ground

Even though It might not feel right or good

Your strategy seems to work

Sadly, no matter how hard you pretend to the contrary

That person

is there


not a ghost or an urban myth

This is not a game

And that person can see you

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