To Where I Am Now

Friday 29th August 2025

I was in the kitchen, staring at spaghetti, when a shadow appeared at the back window, baseball cap in silhouette, and intention without question, his arms making a familiar action. It’s a back alley, I banged on the window and he moved away but probably just a couple of steps to the corner. From the outside you can see two windows open, lights inside and the noise of a kitchen but he was about to relieve himself against the window - we all make some dubious moves, this isn’t the crime of the century, but respect discarded is another prick on the wall.