Stranger poem by steven james humphreys

I didn't know I made you into someone else a clay man molded you wished you could have saved me and been my hero and you never knew you already were I left this world young becoming eternal as I drifted through the ether where there is no time you had become older and a … Continue reading stranger

Ten Dollars

An old man walked up to me and asked for ten dollars. I asked him why he needed it. He said he was retired and on a fixed income needing money for a prescription or some kind of medication I couldn't understand the name of. (what costs only ten dollars, these days, especially prescribed drugs? … Continue reading Ten Dollars