The Bed

5 P.M. The large white mattress was on the sidewalk right by the curb. A white sheet covered it and the woman had her head pressed to her pillow. Her eyes were closed but when someone walked by, she would open them just a little. Tourists and locals looked at her while trying not to look. “Are we in Bangladesh or the U.S. with people sleeping on the sidewalk?” No one could answer the man’s question. 

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2 Responses to “The Bed”

  1. Alex Says:

    Powerful. A world of pain.

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