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South-Side Window

She was angered and flustered, so she did the only thing that came to mind.  She ran fast and without thought, but because this is a small apartment, she only made it to the south-side window.

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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Mascara Stained Cheeks

She grabbed the toilet at the base, arched her back, and proceeded to throw up with such an aftershock that the ground beneath me shook.  I was in complete awe of this sudden terror, when she looked up at me, with mascara stained cheeks, and proclaimed to now be just fine.

© Dicky J Loweman 2014

Work

Today is a Friday.  Last day of the week to find work.  I rummage through want ads, circling those which are conducive to my lifestyle.  I eat, shower and dress.  I smile at myself for looking this well-groomed.  I grab my keys, but stop at the door.  I go back to the kitchen and pour a stong drink.  No sense in going now.  No one will hire a guy who’s been drinking.  Well, there’s always Monday.

© Dicky J Loweman 2014