Sunday, November 4, 2007

Girl on the edge

When I was about 12 I'd take the bus from my little town to skidrow in LA where I'd go in search of alleyways.
The seedier the better, the more garbage strewn. Stray cats and dogs a plus.
My very favorite alleys though were the ones filled with unwashed men drinking wine straight out of the bottle.
Smacking their lips and crashing the empties against the damp brick buildings.
Where was my mother, do you spose?


AMGallegos said...

I wanna know...what were you looking for? And did you find it?

CJGallegos said...

I lived in a small boring town. This was life in the fast lane. I'd run the equivalent of one city block and then dash safely back to the bus station. (I was kind of a strange child.)

Katie Bowen said...

My Mom used to paint her lips black, run through the streets of the Bronx at night, kicking down trash cans and yelling, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

What's up with mothers?

Anonymous said...

Katie, are you referring to me?

Katie Bowen said...

I'm referring to all of us mothers.