My Minami Kasai Girl with a Handful of Gravel
There is a lady in my neighborhood of Minami Kasai that is not of flesh. She is of sculpted and cast copper. She is seated with her legs tucked underneath her at the beginning of a small creek. She is surrounded by a bed of well tended flowers. She waits patiently with outstretched hands. On some occasions passerby’s, usually the neighborhood’s children, place objects in my lady’s hands.
I have seen her dressed in scarves, and hats places on her head to keep her warm in the winter months. Today was different. She had a handful of gravel from the little creek. Pebbles, stones, laying in between the crevices in her coppered hands.
My sweet Minami Kasai lady, with noting but gravel in her hands.