This Morning

This morning we woke up to a loud voice. I was sure it was a car radio broadcasting from the street. It was a man shouting. I opened the bedroom curtain. I almost expected to see him on my fire escape. I could see him across the yard in the neighbors alley. He was tall and had a huge belly and a stud earring in his left earlobe. He held his phone six inches from his face. This was a heated conversation at 6AM on a Sunday morning.