Walking Taco
2 min readSep 29, 2020
Sean held his head low.
“Oh, shit,” the large man said as he tried to shake the ringing out of his head.
“Sean, are you okay now?” said a man in a long coat with an even longer gaze.
The man stared intensely at Sean who was wearing a shirt that made his head look like a piece of beef sticking out of a taco. Sean loved tacos. The man noticed Sean’s eyes redden.