At first, I interpreted his stare as being judgemental. Perhaps he didn’t like bald men or the way I wore my glasses off my nose. I immediately became disturbed by his rudeness, and I eyeballed him back.
Excerpt from The Eccentric at Friday Flash Fiction.
I know some of you don’t like crows, but I encourage you to look at their strength, resourcefulness and beauty. They are survivors and very well might survive us on this planet because they work so well together.
Call for social justice. Raise your awareness through this collection of poetry about the homeless.
My two poems are included in this collection: Christmas Day and Tattoo Man.
Click on the link to read this wonderful and insightful collection: Voices for Peace. Homelessness Edition.