I’m invisible, but I see you all right. See your white pasty faces glancing through the windows of the fancy restaurant or the luxury car, glancing away, your eyes sliding past me like a dead squirrel or raccoon on the roadside.
Maybe sometimes you wonder what it would be like to lose everything. What would you miss most? Scented soap? Your pillow?
How about sleeping in safety, or shoes that don’t leak?
An escape from the gnawing hunger that waits at the end of every hour?
You look away, not wanting the reminder of just how good you have it.
Amen.
That’s told it how it is. Powerful writing
Deep! Well said! Love the POV you chose for this. It fits perfectly, like a well-worn shoe… Really enjoyed this one!
Well, I’m just getting started reading all the stories, but I think it’s going to be hard to beat this one.
Great opening, especially!
Brilliantly told. A great line to end it with.
A powerful piece of writing.
In this story you speak powerfully about the evil of homelessness. The homeless are not merely invisible, they are also unheard. You are doing a good thing speaking out on their behalf.
Powerful story.
The view from the road’s edge, where riches just pass bye. A good observation.
This made me sad and angry all at once. Lots of emotion in these hundred words, great job.
Powerful imagery…hits you deep in your gut. Well done!
You are so damn good, “Randy”
Very down- to-earth story. I can picture this and the story is spot on. All of us have probably looked at the less fortunate and thought how lucky we are. Very nice story!
Reminds me of the song – there but for fortune, go you or I,
Most people look away because they don’t want to have to reach for their wallet and give the guy a little something.