Stories tagged “rich”
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Robin and Marian
It was a long way to the Sherwood Apartments complex. Robin smiled, though, as if he found his situation ideal. The bills had been piling up and despite his greatest efforts, he hadn’t been able to find a job. Robin stuffed his hands in his pock...
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The Closet Poet, Commissioned
“I was more reckless then, see. My days were saturated with cigarette smoke and my girlfriends’ perfume.” Trisha Macintosh, therapist extraordinaire, leaned back against her seat, smiling wryly as she tapped her lip with a pen. “...
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They Survive
I have two sisters. One is very rich. One loves and one demands to be loved. My oldest sister never had much, never asked for much, and learned to be content with what she had. She lived on welfare between her long spans of joblessness. She never compl...
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For A Lady I Know
My last sentiment Meant merely cents To her high dollar flight And chauffuer caller that night. I feel without when I’m with her— She’s in doubt sniffing drugs as her thoughts wither.
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NYCity
My synopsis of the metropolis Was gorgeous and enormous— Buzzing with bees and hornets, Rich folks and blokes who are homeless.
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Away from Next to You
Marian threw her arms around him the moment he opened the door. “Robin!” It was the same everyday. No matter what the weather. No matter how little money he brought home to her. “Hey,” Robin smiled. “Why d’ya stick ...
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The Owner of Swampscott
“Hey! Hey you!” A maga-phone stationed atop a modified hover-round scooter rattled with great trembling vibrations as it magnified the shouted words. The vehicle whirred into view complete with a roll cage, thick tread tires, and an old blu...
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A Poor Puddle/ Trickle Down
Elitist culture Is a selfish vulture Led astray of importance, Fed decay with every purchase, I’m sure as certain that they all were Siding behind the curtain while workmen Were suicidal, dying for a sip of purified water— Though what the r...
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Just Write It
Just write it Don’t fight it Hit publish If it’s rubbish Let people doubt it And talk ‘ish’ about it Like, “that sound is clouded- It’s puddled on the grounds Of muddled meaning” Please read into the reasons Why I sway leaves off ...
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The New Guys: B.F.'s Closing Argument
“Look, I came here on the assumption that this is a paying gig. I think maybe I made a mistake.” “Sit down, sonny.” Gustav said irritably. “You can leave after I’ve finished having my say.” He smiled faintly. &...
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The New Guys: Gustav's Prayer
“And I’ll need you three to sign this release and I need contact information for your next-of-kin.” “I don’t have any family Mr. Gustav” I said irritably, “I told the person that in my telephone interview”...
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Through the Eyes of High Society
Blood ran red through the halls. The new paint recently applied was ruined. The carpets would take days to be cleaned. It had been a truly dreadful murder, such a well-to-do man. That ill-mannered wife of his finally lost it, stabbed him 8 times, then ...