Harlequin in the hood
Originally posted 05.17.2004
Three long-sleeved, stretchy cotton shirts, purple, black and teal, have been hung out for the plucking off of wrought iron fence tips, an unmonitored stoop sale where everything is free, a Goodwill donation without the haul. Alongside them hang the stretchy velvet black pants and a whimsical tam in deep jewel tones.
The neighborhood juggler, it seems, is casting off her skein.
