Wednesday, February 5, 2014

bananafire











This one night we were walking down the street when we passed four men wearing black cowboy hats and playing guitars. There was also a man dressed as a horse who danced to their music. Fireworks began exploding from his body. He sparkled, in the dark. He basically was a volcano. We continued walking, past a bakery where the smell of bananas wafted out the doorway. A piece of bread got stuck in my eye and i closed them till i cried it out. We went inside and said "u got banana bread?" A man looked at me, he knew something. We ate half of the loaf as we walked the rest of the way home, feeding a piece to a dog on the street whose eyes shone emotion. Dunno what kind.  

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