Night walker part 2

Monday, December 31, 2012

Night walker part 2

Shaniqua got closer to the dumpster and the strange noises coming from behind it.  What was she doing, this ain't how you stay alive out here by buttin' your nose in where it don't belong she told herself.  Time and money was a waistin' while she be messin' 'round here she argued.  Unable to talk herself out of proceeding, she inched her way toward what she did not know and to what she did know, it involved most assuredly blood.  The sounds coming from behind the dumpster reminded Shaniqua of her three brothe'rs lip smackin' and gnawing at whatever they Ma put on the table.  Shaniqua just about jumped right out of her high heels as she heard a car horn blare.  Street noises don't usually faze her, they were too familiar.  With all her attention focused on what lay just around the steel, paint chipped, odoriferous behemoth of a dumpster now directly in front of her, she was caught off gaurd.  Her heart quickens when she shines the light around the corner, slowly, as if a theatre curtain opening for a performance.  The heart beats increasing in speed and intensity as the curtain of light broadens.  Just as she thinks her heart can beat no faster the scene playing out before her seems to slow in motion.  She feels as though her heart will beat right out of her ample chest.  With the back of the dumpster now dimly lit by the light of  her flashlight she sees hair, lots of hair.  The hair not matted in blood looks to be brown.  The smacking and gnawing stops as four shining eyes become fixed upon her.  Shaniqua looking from the eyes to the hair to the eyes again then back to the hair widens her view taking in more of the picture before her.  Disgust fills her, fills her so much that her stomach heaves from its weight.  The eyes once fixated briefly on her now return to their meal.  Shaniqua back stepped back from the dumpster saddened by the carnage before her.  Her perception of time returns to normal.  She is relieved not to have found the owner of the leopard pump being devoured but saddened to see this literally is a dog eat dog world she lives in.

Shaniqua emerges from the alley still disgusted but no longer retching.  She attempts to clean the blood and slime from her heels on snow piled at the alley's entrance.  Damn! it be cold out here and I ain't but made one trick all night.  I gots to get busy.  It is nearly midnight; a light snow begins to fall.  She heads back to her corner, the corner of heartache and broken dreams.  Wiping a tear from her cheek she thinks, what happened to the ho what be wearin' that shoe...

by Lu'
12/31/12