Read this excerpt from "Street Cleaning Day.”An open space on the streetsnapped him out of his thoughtsand back to the wheel.He sped up a littleand moved close to the curb,pulling ahead of the space.Just as he shifted his carin reverse, a flashswooped in from behindand took from Squarewhat the morning had offered.Out hopped Trianglefrom his truck, whistling, his pointgleaming in the sun. Square fumedand each of his cornersturned pepper red.