Montery

2004-07-04, 4:41 p.m.

i saw a man leaning out the second story window of a downtown shop yesterday. he had a victorian beard and a green apron on, and he had his hand perched under the white hairs of his chin; was he digging up the ghosts of his life too?

tepid waters and cracking rocks were his landscape as a kid and now he reads the signs and he watches the tennis shoes of a tourist traversing the damp concrete.