Saturday, May 04, 2002
: . Fruits:
This pretty boy was walking in circles by the bus stop. Blond, fit from playing ball or some other team sport. I think he wanted to go the mall. Then he starts pulling one banana after another from his cargo shorts. Real slick, like a pickpocket. In a flash he peels one banana, dumps the peel in the trash, tosses the top third of the flesh on the sidewalk, and pops the rest in his mouth. Three chomps and a swallow. He does this three times. He doesn’t notice me staring. I’m just a girl. Standing in front of a boy. Asking him to love her.