Once this job was finished however, I was sent down to Topeka with the rest of the scabs. --------------------------------------- Well... it wasn't exactly Topeka. That's just where I was told we were going when I asked. "Some God-forsaken hellhole by Topeka." I had no idea what he was talking about. "What's so hellhole-ish about a [...]
There’s no one around and this car is stopping and I’m going to have to deal with whoever it is and I’m tired and hungry and scared. Shit! ------------------------------------- "Where you going son?" My fear disappears immediately as I approach the car window and the man's welcoming smile. Now, I'm just cold and hungry. "Midtown [...]
I can't remember how I got here. Try as I might... it's just not coming to me. All I know is that I'm here, now. On the side of the freeway. State highway seventy two. Well south of I-80. South Omaha. Near the stockyards. I'm on my way home. Heh... home? Am I calling my [...]
My new job working as a scab for the corporate predators and scammers of a big Omaha-based industrial roofing company. ------------------------------------- Ok, so it might be a little unfair to lump everyone in a company that hired me off the street with no job history (that I was going to mention) and no ID, into [...]
This is what Freedom looks like You don't get To be the one Who decides You don't own me You don't own me You don't own me Your history says It is known My hisory says Throw a stone His story Her story Their stories Our stories Our stories Our stories This is what Freedom [...]
Of course, I had only so much time to find the money to keep this room that I had now made so very safe. ---------------------------------------- But before I got the job to get that money. Money that would allow me to keep MY dingy little basement room. (for a while anyway) Before I got that [...]
I’m thinking kinda creepy may just be what works best in this neighborhood though. There are a lot of street punks hanging about and I don’t need any of them thinking they might want to try and break in. -------------------------------------- So, I invited them in for dinner. I'd been walking passed them for a few [...]
I roll up to the first pickup of my shift. It's an address I've never been to before, but easy to find. I'm not right on time, but well within my thirty minute window. As I approach a woman is waiving at me. I open the door with my usual smile. "Good afternoon ma'am." The [...]
I'm sitting on the floor, in the middle of MY room. The dim diffuse glow reflected off an adjacent building, struggles to define MY four walls. High on one of these... the only window from which natural light can enter, is open. Random street sounds from the road beyond MY alley. An unidentifiable thump, a [...]
One might say that the moment we walked into our new apartment in Omaha, the writing was on the wall for our little make-shift family from Norfolk. But a better metaphor would probably be the bloodstain on the floor. Only... it was not a metaphorical bloodstain, it was a very real bloodstain. It was real [...]