A Curb

8.9.2020

There are a few occurences

That we witness when we are child

That can provoke such a wonderful sense of mystery and confusion

Imprinting in us an everlasting sensation

That unwittingly become as time passes

a sort of foundation in our lives

And when I look behind

To my childhood

I can revisit and clarify

These rare, sometimes small

unexpected events

And identify them

As the original source of

Some thing that I really adore now

Isn’t that precious?

Well... one of the first moments

I fell in love with

Happened when I was in my mom’s car

It was late night, I was probably five

Coming home from a long trip

My mother drove on a road I’d later know

it was an Avenue for streetwalkers

in the north of the town

There, leaning on a pole on the sidewalk

I noticed with my restless child’s eyes

a tall good-looking woman

Strongest make up I have ever seen

Red lips, satin blue eyeshadow, hairstyle of the 20’, a messy Chanel

She was wearing an outdated elegant fur coat

And when our car

passed by her side and stopped at the traffic light

she opened her coat and revealed her nakedness

under that single piece of clothing

It was the first time

I saw a female and a male body combined

My mother yelled from the front-seat “don’t look”

I already knew this was a dangerous desire

that would break the laws of my little world when I was five

But this just made me want to look more, and more, and more

I am enchanted since that day

By the beauty of this fortuitous night worker

Marvelous both man and woman