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Quantity
Bartering for what’s required. Building a sand castle. All stoop kids, who aren’t afraid to leave the block are invited. We tip toe across the cardboard bridge. I give you this block of cheddar. You build the things that show case the beauty of the ancient days. The reins of Africa. Tip the house, and…
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My Neighbor
Low on space. We need more housing. Affordable rooming or more people sharing spaces. I wonder if the man on the radio has considered bringing in the poor off the street. Sharing his milk and eggs. With those in need. It’s always the one pointing the finger. I would know. A space for two, three…
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Shades of Dust
The sour spicy crunch of a hot pickle. I hop on my bike and ride to the neighborhood corner store. All fifty pennies in pocket. Tomorrow’s the first of the month. I’ll ask Momma Marie for a dollar Buy two fifty cent bags of penny candy. Quite contrary indeed.
