In this inner city world
In the mind of a woman who digs into her purse and without thought tosses away her old McDonalds coupons onto the ground as if it were her personal garbage can as her second son attempts to sell me a gold fish for a dollar.

I say, "You know, if you take care of those fish and you let them grow they will be worth ten times more." to which he replies "Do you think zombies ****?"

I am waiting for my mother to come with her inner city bus to give me keys to the house that I locked myself out of that I do not call home

The woman lights a cigarette.