Not Shocking Enough

Saturday morning
I’m sitting in
my comfy chair
with coffee, computer
cat and dog,
sun shining
through the cold.
I turn up the heat
then settle back down
to write
a bleary woman
wakes in a stairwell.
It smells of piss
but where else
was she supposed to go?
She starts to gather
bag and blanket.
It’s colder on the street
but she needs to move
before the cops
come round


Is this shocking to you, or commonplace?  I think it can be easy to just sort of let it slide right by our consciousness.  I live in the middle of nowhere, but in the small city closest to me, homelessness is increasingly becoming a problem.  Unfortunately, it seems to be most problematic when homeless folks choose inconvenient places to stay.

Thanks to Mama Zen who made me think about it when she asked us to write about something shocking, in 77 words or less, over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.