Late-Night Stopping

The agitated Aborginal woman hurls the green plastic shopping basket across the footpath and continues to fussock through a grocery bag or perhaps woodchips, who knows. 

A mother goes to walk by, pram-first, and I worry for her and the child. 

The mother stops to pull a pack out of the pram and lights a fag. 

Oh, that kid has more to worry about.
"I'll fuckin' shiv you!" the Aboriginal woman shouts to no-one we can see, no-one who is there.
Keep walking keep walking keep walking.
Melbourne.