(Bus Stories #4)
BY BEATRICE EKWA EKOKO
On days like today
I don’t want to hear you talking about what you do to girls,
How you use them and leave them
About her telling you she’s pregnant and you saying you don’t care, “cause it’s not my problem.”
So I am glad that the bus is noisy, racing along Parkdale, thundering down King St. East.
I am glad that the sun is bright on the road and that the sky is wide and that I am dazed out by the light after the lake.
Get me home. Quick.
Get me away from these cell-phone monologues. Boyfriends, girlfriends, sordid details.
And flying along, I see from the bus window, a mother, dark as night, planting flowerbeds in front of the house, while her sons, little men, water the plants.
Beatrice Ekwa Ekoko is a Hamilton based writer. While she has been engaged throughout her life in various forms of writing, she is excited to be venturing into the world of fiction. Beatrice is a regular contributor to thespec.com and ParentsCanada Magazine. Follow her on twitter @BeatriceEkoko.