Thief #amwriting

PHOTO PROMPT © Marie Gail Stratford

Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers.


This country girl’s been waiting on a Chicago corner for a windy hour, ignoring creepy words and gestures.

All I want is home and central heating.

“We’re gonna make it big in Chi-town,” you said.

I hug my guitar instead of you.

You’re late. Again. I’m hungry. Again.

Finding a sheltered corner, I strap on my guitar and sing home songs, which don’t fit the hustle, but folks stop, listen, slip some bills or change in my cup.

I play until my numb fingers can’t pluck steel.

You appear, grin, reach for my cup.

Not this time.



Sascha Darlington


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