A lot of tinsel Kids wanting more Queues at the check-outs In every store What is the reason? Another season Another Christmas Dad is defensive He knows the sign It's all expensive, The gifts, the wine. But Mom's not stopping She's gone out shopping Another Christmas She's bought out Harrod's And M and S, She went through Wallmark Like an express So no one's missed out, She has her list out Another Christmas Dad has...
Stars sprawl across the skyPursuing their everlasting questsHow I, too, wish to journey afarGoing window shopping for a dreamPerhaps I will be an adventurerCarving stories out of my lifeAway from this mental prisonWhere I am forced into domesticationBut maybe I want that as wellA happy wife and a homestead of my ownWhat a dream that would beShould I leave this infernal pitOr maybe I shall make myself knownFar and wide peo...
“How much?” he asked the vendor pointing at the pile of tomatoes with an authoritative tone. “It’s 30 Rs a kilo, take it for 25 Rs” She says, as she arranges the pile of tomatoes, also luring the customer. “Too much, let’s go son,” without turning he walks slowly away from the vendor. I was watching thinking what’s going on here. He should have bought it. “Oh, don’t go away like that, say one more value,” she pleads with...
Chapter One Formal dresses hang on the walls all around the shop. I stand on a pedestal trying on a silver floor length halter neck dress. I thought it was a beautiful dress, but want to try on a couple more before deciding. “I’m going to try on the next one,” I say, turning to the guy sitting on the chair next to the changing room. Seeing Steven sitting in one of the small chairs the formal shop has for people to wait in...
She really hated the holidays. The constant hustle and bustle of people buying gifts, a selfish holiday for greedy-ass kids and adults, and more people coming in at the last minute. Oh, the insanity of it all! "I'll be glad when this holiday is over," she says to herself. "Shops opening up early and closing really late, spoiled brats are running around like crazy and it's a madhouse. What's the use of celebrating somethin...
It wasn’t exactly a festive Saturday evening for Ben and Ellen Garner. He needed to pick up medicine for his wife, who was suffering from a nasty cough, fever, and runny nose. Ben wasn’t feeling so hot either. The couple, originally from sticky, humid South Florida, recently moved to the cool, rural confines of Wakefield, North Carolina, an hour’s drive east of Asheville. Apparently all that fresh mountain air wasn’t agre...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I've bought a pair of knickersLike I've never bought before.I'm usually quite perfunctoryWhilst in the knicker store.All my life long, I've only hadThe kind you wouldn't mindTo be caught in if you got run downThat doctors must needs find.They're always black, and always high,The sort the army hides in(But only once I've vacated)...
