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The Cat Knows

By Kent5, published on Sep 13, 2011

The cat knows nothing

of literacy

so she walks up

to the paper

I hold in front of me.

And she sits on its other end

(far beneath the fold)

and stares

looking puzzled

at the end I still hold.

And when I release it

she tramples it all

then settles down


like a little cat doll.

She knows

she likes comfort

and places to hide

and she likes having someone

to be by her side.

And she knows

where the food is

and the litterbox too

and... (more)


Discussing Politics and Travel

By Kent5, published on Jul 15, 2011

Downtown at dusk

in front of a cafe by the river

A group of men were sitting

at a table discussing

politics and travel.

One had been

to Istanbul

and thought it

an interesting place.

Another was disappointed in

the nascent presidential race.

"I wanted Rudy," he said.

"It's too bad he had to quit."

A grimy teenaged girl approached

and asked them for some cash.

"I want a cheeseburger,"

she said, sounding

younger than she looked.


go away,"

one of the... (more)


Poll Worker

By Kent5, published on Jul 13, 2011

One November when I didn't have anything else to do, I was lucky enough to get hired as an election day poll worker. I say "lucky" not because of anything special about the job -- it was not particularly easy and the pay was not very good -- but since I had been seriously and futilely looking for employment for more that a couple of weeks, finding something that would keep me busy and give me a few extra dollars to spend was like finding a glass of cool water in the desert. The pay was one lump sum for the entire day -- something close to $70, as I recall. I had to be at the voting site... (more)


Blood Work

By Kent5, published on Nov 29, 2010

It was a warm summer morning. The last of the ocean fog had burned away, and the air was still. In an old car held together by paint and duct tape, an outcast drove slowly down the street - looking for the address he had been given when he phoned the day before. Soon he spotted it, and then found an open parking space about a block away.

He was early for his appointment, so he waited in the parked car for a little while. Then he walked back to the building he had just driven past and went inside. The front office was empty, so he sat down and waited. After a couple minutes, a receptionist... (more)


Hand to Mouth

By Kent5, published on Nov 28, 2010

For every kind of work

the essence of all pay

is just continued life,

just another day.

Whether it is good or bad

experience is all we have

and that must be earned anew

day after day after day.



Pigeons in the Rain

By Kent5, published on Nov 17, 2010

If there is a place where there aren't any pigeons, I don't think I've been there. They seem to be everywhere; wherever people congregate, so do they.

One strange thing I've noticed about them is that they can die while standing up, and then remain standing even after they are dead.

On a chilly spring morning not too many years ago, on my way back from a coffee shop, I saw two pigeons at the foot of a big cement planter by the edge of a bridge. One of them was standing right next to the planter, close enough to be completely out of the rain (which was coming down at an angle).... (more)


Commitment Hearing

By Kent5, published on Nov 4, 2010

There was a little self-help group with a shabby old office right in the center of town, and I sometimes worked as a volunteer there, answering the phone and doing other kinds of office tasks. Once in a while, we tried to also help people trapped inside institutions when they requested it, and one morning when I was there such a request was phoned in by somebody.

They asked if we could send a volunteer or two to attend a commitment hearing that was going to start in about an hour. Apparently the accused person wanted to have some sympathetic audience members there, for moral support... (more)

Tags: law, commitment, system, institution, mental

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