Raindogblue

A Small Victory

 

Two young men, short of 20, approach the prowler. 

"Um, Uh, we can't find our car."

We let's go look for it. Jump in. 

I nod to the cage. 

"Uh...." One hesitates. 

His friend says, 'Dude, we've been walking for hours."

They get in.

What bridge did you come in on?

"The Melancholy."

Did you parking on the street or a flat lot?

"A crappy lot with gravel. It was near a pigeon and red building."

I know where you parked: 2nd and Serenity. 

 

At the lot, I point out the car: a green Liberty.

One says, "This isn't it."

That's not your car. 

"Wait! It is."

The lot is under the mural of blue bird framed in red. 

"We're sorry for wasting your time. "

No worries.

You aren't the first person to misplace their car. You won't be the last. 

Take a photo of the street signs of where you park next time. 

 

 

 

 

Electric Grapes

 

Adult

 

 

Fade and Shadow

The Curse of Technology

 

Call of the night:

"My upstairs neighbor keeps connecting to my Bluetooth speaker and plays annoying songs. I have talked to her, but she refuses to stop."

 

 

Sparkles

 

At Intake, at jail, the deputy uncuffs my pinch and slides my handcuffs across the custody desk to me. 

I glance at the cufss. 

That's meth. 

The deputy says, "Yeah, you told us he's on meth."

No, on the desk top. That is meth.

I point the field of crystals sparkling on the table. 

He just slide my cuffs across meth spread out from the pockets of the previous custody. 

The room goes silent. 

The other deputies and look, then their heads turn to my deputy. 

"That's his fault."

 

They cleaned the debris as the deputy cleaned my cuffs. 

Up: Baker

 

 

 

 

 

Spiral

 

 

Shoes

 

Last night, tweaker gal just walked by and said, “Shoes don’t work for dildoes dontcha know.”

 

 

Variety

 

Last night's pinch hit the trifecta. My custody had Fentanyl in pill, powder, and rock form.