Up the Avenue

Zachary LaMalfa

Twin brother and sister
crouched behind a hydrant
say together
              Excuse me, mister
              could we have a dollar?
and hold out their hands

              Sorry I don’t have a dollar
              which is true not one dollar
and as I step away with my bag
over one shoulder they shout
                            FUCK YOU

              I turn around
How could they be so abreast
already of praxis?
                            and say
              That’s stone cold!
Laughing they lean toward me
and in unison whisper
              F U C K   Y O U