Nine Ladies Dancing – (day 9)

 by

P.J. Kaiser

My back hurts me.  I stand, stretch my arms over my head, and then settle back onto the concrete stoop.  I push myself up against the door so I don’t hang off the tiny step too far.  Folding my hands on my lap, I look up and down at the front doors lining the city sidewalk.  

I really got to pee.  

There’s that pigeon again, (Read More)