I Believed Water was Holy and Became a Guttersnipe Kid
<p>“Jonathan, get your sister out of the gutter right now!”</p>
<p>I was fully engrossed playing a hopscotch game of one on the sidewalk. Slinging the longest chain I had ever used and hoping all of it landed in the designated square.</p>
<p>Until I heard the clarion call issuing forth. The scorching desert heat guaranteed sprinklers spritzing and rain birding in every yard and the gutter began gushing with runoff.</p>
<p>Game forgotten, I stared transfixed by the liquid bounty and crouched down on my knees to begin ablutions. Gum and candy wrappers floated by amidst ciggie butts men had squished underfoot at the bus stop. I batted them away, not the least deterred and began my usual chant.</p>
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