Man Interview

•September 3, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Some children see me and they call out, Hey Cotton Candy

They call you Cotton Candy

Yeah must be cause I look delicious, what do you think

I think its your white beard, its like a white bushy jungle around your face, the hairs look course and knarly

Oh you look too much at what you see on me and you need to look in my eyes. That is how you learn about truth. inside-the-eyes. The eyes cannot hide your soul.

Your eyes look troubled, they don’t trust what they see, they hurt easily. That’s what I see when I look in your eyes. Does it hurt you when children call you Cotton Candy

Sometimes

I don’t think they are trying to be mean to you, do you think they are mean

Children don’t understand the power of words; to them they are like notes in a song. They love to hear the note flying from their mouth but they don’t know their words carry their history with them

I don’t know what you mean

Children grow up hearing not just the sounds of words but they feel the sounds and it makes them feel good and warm inside to say such words even though the words are hateful and treacherous

I’m still not sure I understand

Of course you cannot understand because you are no longer a child, you know how vulgar and despicable words can be so you are no longer attached to them. But children cannot escape until they let go

So do the words, Cotton Candy, offend you when children call you that

I look in their eyes

Conversation

•September 2, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Is he looking this way

I think he is. He’s kinda cute, a little old don’t you think

Is he looking.. still?

Well if you are that interested look yourself

I’m going to take his picture

Oh really come on!

What?

If you do that he is going to come over here and start talking to us and then you will start flirting like an American whore and then it begins…

What begins, give me your camera

This week-long cat and mouse game …did he call yet …see you later I’m going to the beach with Franco…don’t wait up… he’s a real prick… I hate him… he smells so bad… did he call yet?

You are such a drama queen

Girl, I am talking about you, your life, your world, your attitude

How do you work this thing, Press Here?

Yeah no this button, but you need to hold it down. You have no shame. He is cute

Well, you want him to come over here? You talk to him

I don’t want to talk

No you talk

I’m not talking to him

If you want to talk to him go ahead

I’m not saying a word so ..

Oh shit here he comes – dammit

Put this back in your purse, don’t use our real names call me Vicki and you are Cathy

That’s my real name!!

 
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