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Offering Frail old man with back against the alley wall flails his long, thin, arm at the buzzing insect anxious for a taste of blood. School children circle point and laugh. He pulls greasy cap from thin wisps of ashen hair motions them away. They run, all but Mary Theresa in shoes lined with cardboard. She drops her brown paperbag with jelly bread sandwich in his lap. |
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