Estranged studio apartment (a
shoe box, but a shoe box for graffiti in frames): the
meticulous scrawlings of ink drawings caricature the spilled
bowl of pistachio shells, polished turquoise and pearl jewelry
in a perpendicular frenzy; the redolent plants with dull fuzzy
leaves absorb the shadows cast of city red light paralleled
through the shutter's offings; such a small studio apartment
for Ms. Sanchez. So she took (her only opportunity for
advancement lie with this small computer company), so she took
her chances when they proposed a contract with the music
industry.
It felt like morning along the
pedestrian rush-ritual sidewalk, continuous blocks of block
architecture. She dropped change into the paper cup (besides
copper, the cup caught rain water) of a homeless woman, who
sat at the steps of the subway station, who always cried so
Ms. Sanchez was never sure why but cast the "poor
child" as an apparition from her past and habitually
handed her change.