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