the cloud dwellers
Seen on the street, Corona Heights, San Francisco:
A baby grand piano swathed in bubble wrap.
A Maserati parked in a red zone.
A photographer’s model striking poses in front of a gingerbread Victorian, while a few black-clad associates talk jadedly off to one side. A hairdresser stands beside her, blow dryer and comb poised in hand.
A Land Rover at the tennis courts, parked backwards in the crosswalk, with a bumper sticker that says: Live simply, that others may simply live.
A blonde on a cellphone with a baby in a stroller, and a dog.
A brown woman with two white babies in a stroller. No phone. No dog.