Roles (To The Train)

The Crazy Guy on the train is yelling out mean things about Women.

He is yelling out even meaner things about Black Women.

Hey, you just came from church? You Stupid Black Bitches don’t believe in God, you don’t even believe in God, do you? You just believe in dick and you gone make yo daughter believe in dick and you gone run some Poor Mothafugga down and make him a Little Bitch too. Tugh!

The Stupid Black Bitch he is spewing at puts her earbuds in Her Daughter’s ears and turns on something loud and distracting, and then stares directly ahead at the pasting buildings and streets. Her Daughter giggles at something on her phone screen and I can’t help but wish I were six again.

The man sitting a section away leans forward in a way that lets you know that his headphones aren’t all the way turned up, which lets you know that maybe he feels some responsibility for Stupid Black Bitch and Her Daughter, or maybe he is just nosey.

Before he got on the train Crazy Guy was running from Angry Middle Eastern Store Owner, and before that he was masturbating in an alley, and before that he was cursing Stupid Black Bitch who wouldn’t look at him, and before that he was trying to stop her from walking past because it had been awhile.

Before that he was inside his friend’s house, laying on the couch watching a blaxploitation movie from the 70’s, and before that his Friend’s Girlfriend stormed out of the house after finding out her boyfriend has cheated on her again, and right after that she called him a fucking Ignorant No Good Nigga as he laid on the couch.

Before that he’d smoked a blunt, and before that he was talking a walk outside because the day was gorgeous, and during that a White Police Officer pushed him into a wall, because just before that he told him that he didn’t have any ID.

Before that he was with his Niggas, who bullied a Fuckin Faggot as he walked past, and then two Dyke Bitches who tried to avoid them.

Years before that he was High School Dropout, because before that he picked up more hours at his grocery store job because His Mom needed him, because before that His Father you are The Man of the House and the Pigs lugged him away, because before then he was Common Drug Dealer because before then he’d found out that Grandma was about to lose her house, and didn’t know another way to raise money.

Before that Grandma was fired, because before that she had celebrated her 65^th birthday. The cake was too dry because while it was baking Grandma was yelling at Slutty 12 Year Old Sister for her jeans being too tight. Before that her Protective Brother had told Grandma that she needed to talk to her, because before then his friends had told him about how much they walked to bang her.

His Slutty 12-Year-Old Sister had asked one of them for help at the grocery store because she had to use food stamps to buy the food for the party, which she felt ashamed about because earlier a girl at school she didn’t know had called her a Lazy Welfare Hoe.

Before then she had asked her brother if he wanted to wanted to watch TV with her, to which he replied no because he doesn’t watch bitch dramas, because long before then he was called Fag by his cousin for laughing at Golden Girls with his Grandma, and then he punched him so that he knew it was an insult, thankfully, because before then he had never heard the word before.

Because before then his Mother had been around and he’d spend a lot of time with her, because before then he had trouble adapting His Teacher said, he seems to have trouble talking to other children, because before then a boy had called him The N-Word and then punched him so that he knew it was an insult, and so he punched back.

His Mother went up to the school and talked about how That White Boy called My Baby Nigger and then My Baby is the one that has the problem?? And took his hand and stormed out when she found out that That White Boy was going to be in school the next day, and that the principal would not divulge his punishment.

Before that he had loved school, back when he was a Boy With Promise, look how fast he can run His Father would say, and His Mom would say what about Your Daughter and His Father would say humph, just make sure she grow up right.

He didn’t run anymore except for away, because before then he and His Father had a fight, because before then he was caught in His Mother’s jacket and skirt because holding them was not enough anymore. She was gone, because before then she had caught Her Husband cheating for the umpteenth time, because before then His Boys had called him a Whipped Bitch when he’d first rejected Some Hoe’s advance.

I’m a man what the fuck do expect, if you leave you will never see Your Kids again and then he made sure of it, he was very determined, because long before then His Father told him they always come back for the money and the kids.

She didn’t, because before she could she died, because before then The Girl That Killed Her was drinking, because before then her cousin had called her a Slut because of a vicious rumor Some Asshole spread because before that His Friends called him a Virgin Nerd.

The family never found out that Mom had died in an accident, because before that she had lost her wallet, because before that she had been crying and was too distraught to search for it.

So when His Son wore His Mother’s dress it ruined His Father, who yelled stop that fag shit you ain’t no bitch, or are you, maybe you are a Little Bitch because he looked like he was about to cry.

That Trick Left Us, man the fuck up about it, because before then the Little Bitch had been crying and crying and asking for His Mom that he never heard from, sobbing into the skirt that hung from his waist

because

he was not a Crazy Guy,

or a High School Dropout,

or a Man Of The House,

or a Protective Brother,

or a Fag,

an N-word,

or a Nigger,

or a Boy With Promise,

or a Little Bitch

before he was just Max

before he was a Boy

before he was a Bundle Of Joy in his mother’s arms.