Joe

Joe was a feeble man. He was homeless and didn’t talk much. Some thought he was mute, but his silence was deliberate. He hated everyone. If he could afford it, he’d buy a t-shirt that said “Fuck Humanity”. Joe liked sneaking into college campuses. The nice ones had surprisingly bad security. The students thought he was a perv, but didn’t ask questions. Colleges were goldmines. On one night alone, Joe found two whole bagels in the trash, one guitar pick on the floor, a dark-purple scarf in the grass and a yardstick on a windowsill. Now Joe had a cane.


People also view

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *