1. Walking the dog down Dryades Street one evening last week a guy in a hard hat asked what kind of dog Cairo was and after I told him and we talked about that for a bit, he said, “You know what I want, brah? What I want is to cross a hyena with a pit.”

2. Walking the dog this morning at sunrise, turning up First St. for home, I couldn’t help but notice the unrelentingly loud crow up on the power line. Then on the sidewalk ahead I saw an elderly neighbor with his back to us. As we approached him I said good morning and he turned, a bit bewildered, holding a wounded pigeon in his hand. He said the crow had it in for the pigeon and he didn’t know what to do with the pigeon. He asked if I had a bush he could leave the bird under. I said we’ve got two outside cats, that won’t work. I walked away, and I left him standing there with the wounded pigeon and the waiting crow.

Derek Bridges lives in New Orleans, trading in words and pictures. A carpetbagger of long standing, he grew up in the top right corner of IL and later went to college in the middle cornfield part. He has also lived in MS and FL, for educational purposes only, and was diasporized for a time in TX.

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