as I leaned on the door of my car
photographing the used book store doorway
I saw her approaching out of the corner of my eye
she was with a man pushing a cart filled with their belongings
she became aggressive
quickening her pace
she started to scream
an incoherent diatribe
and began running towards me
in her best zombie sprint
her one tooth glistening in the noon time sun
spittle flying every which way
I swear she was frothing at the mouth
I took a step towards her
and prepared to defend myself
she got as close as she dared
then backed down
laughing that insane asylum type laugh
the smell of stale beer was lingering
a wasp landed right on my glasses
as she and her companion walked away
the man said
what’s so interesting about this building anyway?
why are you taking a picture?
I told him I look for beauty in the mundane
he shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes
as I was getting back in my vehicle
this brave, drunk, and crazy woman
got right between me and the door
she asked if they could get a ride to Greeley
I impolitely declined
and barked out NO!
While she was in my face I took her photograph
invading her privacy
as she invaded mine
I showed her the images of her self
and I imagine her heart sank
and her anger softened
and I felt that she was ashamed
and bid her good day
8 thoughts on “Denver Street Photography | Uncommon Encounter”
She was once wearing a ring at her finger.
Thanks for sharing this impressive pictures !
You’re welcome. It was an odd encounter, I just had to share it.
Wow..what a moment. I love the way you reflected on it.. and captured not just with your lens, but also with your thoughts. Will be returning the follow and looking forward to seeing more of your work.
Thanks, I’m glad you like it!
Loved this. Homelessness is hard… I think we would have all done the same, though wishing we felt there were a way we could somehow do more.
I never feel like it’s enough. Harsh reality. 😦
It is. 😦
Such difficult lives on the street, especially for the addicted, fearful and impacted by mental illness …your capture of her faces was poignant.