she sits in a way ladies aren't supposed to, beside a large teddy bear which doesn't seem to mind. they're layered in a sort of soot set by time. but there's a familiarity.
the people pass in huddled disbelief at what she shows. though it's not so much, it looks like more. their eyes and fingers point. there's shock as they go.
she's grasping her knees like she's sitting in a cold shower remembering the night before. like she's crashing down off the heroin she took too long before. like she needs another fix.
but first she "just" needs five bucks. for that "habit" she has. she's been panhandling.
there's a skin trade everywhere here. and she looks the part. with her pink lipstick and blond wig. with her bare coverings. with her indiscretion.
but she has a face that is so familiar.
and when she talks it's not as a lady.
name's wayland; from san mateo. been on the street since he was sixteen.
he's been living in a nearby low income hotel he pays with ssi benefits.
what for, the ssi? he points to his head.
says he has plenty of friends on the street, but his family is mostly dead; except for a sister. he visits her sometimes.
and i know now that i've met him before as a boy.
(wayland 7/18/06 photo: "street sixteen") (click here)
(young man in tenderloin, sf, 7/18/06)
...wayland from san mateo sitting in doorway on sidewalk. has been on the street in sf since he was 16.
-- 05:25PM, February 20, 2007.