Decent
written by: Phyllis Souza
Under the freeway, a gray tent shudders. Inside, a man curls in a dirty sleeping bag— he breaths in the stench of urine.
On the sidewalk, a veteran begs for food. He’s not alone; plenty more like him.
A man in the tube staggers out. He collapses on the ground— a victim of hard times. Does anybody care?
Some passers-by lament how sad and do nothing about it.
Imagine being cold, hungry, and grateful for the handout by someone wearing a warm coat.
Those without remember a family. Maybe, even a job with a few bucks in the bank.
Phyllis Souza lives in Northern California and is retired from a long real estate career. After taking several on-line writing classes, she started writing flash fiction and short stories. Her stories have been published in Café Lit, Spillwords, Scarlet Leaf, and Friday Flash Fiction.
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