I went by my girlfriend Noe’s place in Boyle Heights. It used to be my place, but I decided to move downtown.
My girlfriend loves everything and everybody. When I went to her place she was like, “Browne I have something to show you.”
So she takes me to the fire escape and shows me a baby rat. With feathers. I think some people call them pigeons.
“Isn’t it cute?” Noe.
I just sort of stare, she continues, “The mama was there and then there was an egg, so I couldn’t kick it out. It’s nature. It’s beautiful.”
An egg is not a bird, apparently she hasn’t been reading her pro-choice literature.
That nest and egg would have been on the sidewalk on the pavement if I still lived there. A sort of lesson to all of the other pigeons to stay off MY fire escape, but the universe works in mysterious ways and Noe lives there not Browne, so a lucky break for the pigeons of Boyle Heights.