homeless – Poetry & More

Human Being

Part 4 When brightness came again, she wanted to know if he was interested in taking a bath? Getting clean. If he wanted, she would figure out a way he could bathe in the creek or do a set up in the basement. He was taller than her basement. A shower was out of theContinue reading “Human Being”

Human Being

Part 3 He had arranged his nest so he could watch the creek. Flowers bloomed and died. Birds picked at worms. Chico became familiar to him. The dog no longer barked at him but seemed eager to receive the extra attention. A sound brought him outside. The woman was pushing a red object back andContinue reading “Human Being”

Human Being

Part 2 Caution! ⛔️ This section contains violence and abusive language. He woke to the violence of a swift kick to the stomach. Three, no four red blobs were kicking at him. Maybe? “Yeah!” Was followed by a swift kick. “Let’s get him boys.” Three of them started kicking him at the same time. “Pussy,Continue reading “Human Being”

Human Being

Part 1 All he could hear was distorted sounds. Sounds like nails on a chalkboard. Scraping, squealing sounds. If these noise was words, not one syllable was recognizable. And they hurt. He thought his ears were bleeding but they never were. He uncovered one eye to see two figures standing before him. Tall creatures. MostContinue reading “Human Being”

The USS Scorpion

Simon woke shivering. This wasn’t an uncommon thing. He had been homeless for 20 years now. 20 years since his dad had passed away. There was so much debt; the banks took everything. It was in that moment Simon decided to become a beach bum. He walked the hundreds of miles to the nearest beach.Continue reading “The USS Scorpion”