Monday, August 20, 2007
MY NEW FRIEND AT THE 1-95 UNDERPASS DINER
Yes i am back and i decided to go see my friend at the underpass of the 1 95 dinner, i named it that cause that is my Lesbianhousedining- wimmin- only- space with my homeless womon friend. She was there, she looked very tired and she had a terrific odor. I gave her some avocados from the neighbors tree, some limes and some water, she said she really wanted a hot meal, told her i would make and bring her a hot meal next time i came, also told her it would be a vegetarian meal, she laughed and said OK, but asked me if i could forget the squash she would not mind, asked her couldn't she give it to some of the other wimmin she answered no, wanted to ask why not but changed my mind. I also wanted to say something about her odor but i didn't really know how to approach this, how do you tell some one that they stink and do it politely, is that really possible, and does she really stink, maybe its just that i did not like the odor, and i can always get up a leave if it offends me so much. I stayed there and we talked or rather she talked,she spoke about being homeless and what that meant to her. She said i haven't always been homeless, been homeless this time 5years,the other time i was homeless i changed my mind and started living with this womon i had known for years,but she had men problems, she wanted one so badly that she would go sell her bod and then give the man she wanted all her money, which he would take and not come to see her again until he needed more money, when i talked to her about it we got into a huge argument she said things that angered me and i did the same, with the last argument i thought it would be best if i moved out she agreed and i left, i had save up some money but i wanted the freedom i feel when i live outdoors and there are no outdoor shelters established by the government excepts highways,byways, and freeways. I thought to myself what a wild way of seeing and looking at things. She called this government house for the homeless. I asked her why she did not like shelters? here is what she said they stink, a womon has to watch out for all the men who are all over you, because they mainly provide housing for men we wimmin are don't get the same quality of services, and we are expected to do all of the menial work that even homeless men feel that they should not, she said if i wanted a husband at least i would make my own decisions about who it would be, so she said i don't do shelters. I thought to myself hell i wouldn't do shelters either. I asked her did she want to live in house maybe with other wimmin? she answered had enough of that the last time. Well the time had come i needed to leave her told her i would see her later, asked her if she wanted to come to my house and take a shower, she answered i need water inside today not outside,well with that i got up to go, she stood up and leaned toward me as though she wanted a hug, for a minute i said to myself o no please don't hug me you stink, so i did not move toward her,she moved toward me, gently kissed me on the cheek smiled and said good-by, i did the damnest thing i actually hugged her and said good by. I really felt very good doing that and her odor lingered in my nose till i got home and i took the shower. (LESBIAN HOME DINING)LOVE WIMMIN ONLY SPACE ,what is all that really about ? as my Peruvian friend would say qien sabe. Well i know its time for me to see my other friends and find out what has been happening since i last talk to them and saw them.
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