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wickedeasy 70F  
10693 posts
10/22/2017 3:15 pm
coffee spoons

His eyes stung from a lack of sleep. The sour small of his body had ceased to offend him as he made his way to the sink full of unwashed dishes, pawing through it for a cup to rinse then fill. He scratched idly at the scabs on his legs.

Pulling a shirt, jeans from a pile on the floor he hooked them with a hand, stepped sideways, pissed into the foul toilet, poured a pail of water to chase it out, avoided the mirror, the shower. In a scant 3 minutes he was out the door, his hands in his pockets, back hunched, head down, he moved quickly. A shadow against the brick , a reflection in the glass, nothing more. Invisible almost though people seemed to sense him, move aside to let him pass. In his hand was a bent piece of cardboard.

Today was one of the first days that the sun had shown up in over a week. People were dawdling on their way to wherever., his pace was even, steady, skirting those who stood to relish the warmth, the budding of the trees, the gentle breeze spreading the sweet lilac scent over the sidewalk from behind the prisons of the gated houses. Swaths of lawn so green it stunned the eyes.

He took his place on the landing with all the others. Men in suits, dressed for purpose, silver containers of coffee rising, falling to lips pursed, papers folded, eyes carefully averted. All so studiously avoiding everything. Scanning the crowd for anything, his eyes stopped on a woman in a soft blue dress,leaning against a pillar, eyes closed as if seeking just a few more minutes of sleep. She made him wonder, was something here after all?

The rumbling of the train pulled her from her somnolence, stiffened her into nothing more or less than all the others, her face becoming ordinary, stern. his eyes jerked away.

As the train neared, he stood as they did, expectant.

Before it began to slow, the woman screamed.



“what Got him was Noth
Ing & nothings exAct
Ly what any
One Living (or some
Body Dead…
Could
Hardly express…" e.e. cummings

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


wickedeasy 70F  
32438 posts
10/22/2017 3:24 pm

this is not a plea for help........smiles

I saw a man in the subway.

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


pocogato12 68F  
33757 posts
10/23/2017 2:11 am

EEEWWE I can smell him form way up "noth"
Makes me think of all the panhandlers we have loitering around downtown- the ones with the new Nikes and the nail polish and cell phones

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wickedeasy replies on 10/25/2017 1:20 pm:
how sad that this is what came to mind for you.

azriel1970 49M  
30007 posts
10/23/2017 5:09 am

Wow the vision in me head TOTALLY changed with the last line!!!!!
Excellent!!!!!!!!!!!


wickedeasy replies on 10/25/2017 1:19 pm:
most of the time no one screams. I thank the Goddess that there are still people alive enough to be shocked.

wildnwanton 57F  
19449 posts
10/23/2017 7:17 am

Ode to the joy of commuting.

"Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar? It is this: every man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of him."
~Ralph Waldo Emerson


wickedeasy replies on 10/25/2017 1:18 pm:
lmao.

Tmptrzz 57F
81870 posts
10/23/2017 9:53 am

Good Morning and Happy Monday, another great read for us today, thank you so much..

Just your average every day run of the mill nana here!!!


spunkycumfun 60M/65F  
36127 posts
10/23/2017 1:19 pm

This doesn't look like a happy ending story!


wickedeasy replies on 10/25/2017 1:18 pm:
for?

sometimes a happy ending is just ending it.

sweet_VM 62F
80986 posts
10/23/2017 6:16 pm

Remarkable hugs V

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goodatpoetry2 70M
16574 posts
10/24/2017 12:15 am

Loved it!


wickedeasy replies on 10/25/2017 1:17 pm:
to have been a part of a life and then not. how do we manage that my friend. the smell of lilacs and the desperation?

I have often considered suicide an act of bravery

KItkat1415 58F  
19985 posts
10/24/2017 12:24 pm

Eyes, carefully averted,
So averted, Our society
continues to ignore all
to the detriment of the few...

mm,
kk

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wickedeasy replies on 10/25/2017 1:15 pm:
don't know if you watch tv much but this year's American horror story is so weird, it's giving me nightmares.

ProfPlayful 56M
3867 posts
10/25/2017 9:35 pm

I don't know why you share your stuff with us for free, wickedeasy, but I thank you for your generosity.

You, my dear, are a kick-ass writer. But you don't need me to tell you so.

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wickedeasy replies on 10/27/2017 2:29 pm:
lol

you are so sweet.

author51 57F  
96324 posts
10/26/2017 3:43 am

    Quoting ProfPlayful:
    I don't know why you share your stuff with us for free, wickedeasy, but I thank you for your generosity.

    You, my dear, are a kick-ass writer. But you don't need me to tell you so.
I am just happy to be able to read this kick ass ladies writings that often leave me speechless..

One can never have enough JOY in their life...


wickedeasy replies on 10/27/2017 2:29 pm:
welcome home joy

author51 57F  
96324 posts
10/28/2017 12:43 am

    Quoting author51:
    I am just happy to be able to read this kick ass ladies writings that often leave me speechless..
Thanks my friend.Good to be back but missing the one I spent my time with..

One can never have enough JOY in their life...


wickedeasy 70F  
32438 posts
10/29/2017 2:58 pm

ah, the one who took such good care of you.

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


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