Monday, August 10, 2009

Pizza


Eddy and Leavenworth, the lower depths of the Tenderloin. Addicts are milling about, talking, looking for a connection.

A ten year old boy spots a pizza carton on top of a trash can. He opens it. There is a piece and a half inside. Pepperoni and sausage, I believe.

He turns to his crack-whore mother to offer her part of it.

She grabs the box with her left hand and wildly slaps the shit out of him with her right, knocking him to the ground.

She puts the box back on the trash can and takes out the pieces that are melded together. She eats. Her eyes glaze over as she chews, showing neither pleasure nor desire nor guilt.

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