Long Cashier Poems

I live in America, as in the United States of America, and that used to mean something. At least to me it did. And it’s not so much in how I was raised but in...

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The mute old drunk had gotten lucky the day before - a stranger had taken pity on him at the bridge, (under which he and many other homeless people lived), and stopped to give him...

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You know some verse and poems are Fiction this is a True story that happen to me today...
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…Well, it’s 9:28 am…
On today August 16, 2019
I was on break twixt my job, of driving school children.
Was...

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There are actual people
half woman half man
running mornings and
dream people in movies
half language half light.
Tomorrow is John’s funeral.

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This is my minute
my moment
Oops, gone!

Anything can happen
if you don’t resist
Resist!

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But who am I? You think bullets won’t
kill?...

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Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV Part Two
                 II

The first signs reek tell-tale
Buffer-to-buffer...

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It's always Aldi on a Sunday afternoon.  You're always waiting with your shopping bags in hand, slowly trudging along with your walking stick.  It takes you ten minutes to get into the car....

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A rising sun burns like a solar flare
  from St....

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Across figurative and literal blackened white board...

Where death of democracy writ large,
nevertheless psychological strength predominates
unlike earlier chapters of mein kampf.

Mine hardscrabble existential debacle 
spelled losing game
swept me up in malevolent mindset 
far adrift from harbored...

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(I can't get a question mark to stay on title line, but the actual title I would prefer for this story is probably this: No laughing Matter?)

Let me tell you a story . . .

When...

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Learning disabled, hopelessly unemployed
Troy can't write the address for his next interview.
Warehouse stock, 331 Tiffany Street, in the Bronx.
His girlfriend, Trinity, also unemployed,
with one child by Troy. She's more resourceful
but doesn't realize it. For one...

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They met one summer’s end. He was in town
for not too long and needed to get back
to his own country. Meanwhile, he hung out
with family. His sister lived in that
small town, and he was staying...

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Saturday, Saturday
'Why'd you do this to me'
was my first question, my first reaction
a reflex to point myself the victim
point myself an inquiry I had no response for
I wanted once to see her
to know her face...

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I'd almost forgotten, how fondly this little hamlet
snuggles tight against the purple hills, and how State street
divides the town into two parts, like a pizza, one half a progressive present,
and the other half, the antiquated...

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The 1st time I used a profane word 
My tongue welcomed the new vocabulary with open arms 
Most days, I find it hard to cook without the extra seasoning 
The truth is, I find it...

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Overcoming my depression.  How can I best accomplish it in the troubled times like these?  Frequently I recite in my mind my favorite Bible verse John 3:16, "For God so loved the world...

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Hands Caught In The Till

The cash register, there is a pleasant  little "TING !" as it slides open....
More often than not, it will reveal cash notes, neatly stashed and weighted down..
Various denominations of cash...

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The scent of Paco Rabanne Lady Million
Fills Macy’s in the Staten Island mall
I’m getting it for my beautiful girl birthday 
its her favorite perfume of them all

the weather outside the mall had change
and the rain...

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Across figurative and literal board... 
mine hardscrabble existential debacle spelled losing game of trouble

Oft times, I experience wretchedness being alive
spurring wonderment whereby thoughts
of my demise doth drive
analogous to buzzfeeding bumbling bees
combing into their hive.

Giddiness prevailed
when...

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We are all improbable in our own way, 
and who can augur the future?  
I never could have laid out my course in advance, 
though in looking back it all makes sense, 
even if...

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I can't sleep, my body gives me its usual wake-up call;
it's certainly the burden of the Christmas' season,
stretching my resources to implement its reason;
and this budget crisis won't keep me from spending it all...
some folks...

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While dining out, in old Chi town
just David and the Mrs Brown
peruse the menu, ask what's special
the waiter says our turkey pretzel

The Mrs makes an awful face
but Mr says he'd love to taste
how could a...

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Julius Has a Bad Day

By Elton Camp

Only last week, it was late on Saturday night
Young Julius was alone and hadn’t eaten a bite
He went to the ATM at the convenience store
Because he was short on...

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We heard her before we saw her not because she was loud but because she was close,  

she anchored herself making her presence felt; we paid the cashier and were about to leave 
with...

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Fate Of Mankind...

(this prognosticator ordains,
which if came to pass no brains)
necessary to impress any 
goo goo dolls, nor swains!)

Cited in crosshairs of  thermonuclear warfare
quite an about face from bursts of creativity,
yet omnipresent palpable threat...

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I went to the bank to deposit my money,
It was really a huge some of money to behold
And; is not met to be hang at home pricelessly.
But the receiving cashier said no more cashbook,
I stood,...

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