boys make gutteral growls when i walk by. hey, i'm just having a cheerful day. the sun shines down from the upstairs windows and hits me in the eyes. yellow and black chug along the train track bellowing while the breeze carries its' call across the neighborhood. books urban and friendly, me alone for the day. enjoying the bare branches and the few remaining leaves, the clear sky and the music coming from the stereo. i can sing with the windows rolled down. and now it's dark and i can see myself in the window reflected from the glowing screen. hair wild and smile big, all wrapped up with chin meeting knees and feet resting on the chair.