abandoned, broken, and dreaming

Abandoned to a lonely fate, needed no more alone and useless ~ Broken in pieces time's unendurable weight grinds all into dust ~ Dreaming of the stream reaching for the river, what was, will never be ~ This is my entry for The Daily Press' Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned and Weekly Writing Challenge: Threes. The photo…

a one-sided conversation

Poor Eugene“Excuse me miss, maybe you can help me.”“Hello? I’m looking for the general manager’s office.”“Do you know where it is? I’m late for an interview.”“Hmm. Well, I was hoping to make a good impression. I really need this job. It will prove to my father that I’m not a worthless waste of space.”“If you…