Words

16 Feb

I am a hypocrite. Two simultaneous truths held at once. I am unsetteled: home and hungry with a bag full of organic foods from a health food store outside of south-central neighborhood I call home. Turning into familiar territory on the return trip, a man gnashes knuckles against a pay phones sprouting from shattered glass and pavement. The machine ate the change and the stomache rumbles and bus fare needs begging.  My actions illuminate my contribution to this community, a polarized and polarizing balance of haves and have nots, and so I sit still and caught in conflict because in this moment, my word sums the value of a packaged presentation tool.

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