Micah Moore
Bio
I haven't written in quite a while and I figure right now would be a beautiful time to start since I'm in the process of healing.
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Change for Change
$1.54, they counted, as the sweat beamed from the corners of the crevasses of their near see-through, drenched, shirt. A dollar and fifty-four cents exactly fit neatly into a jumbled mess of their jean pocket. No. That's not what this life is. This life is a dollar and fifty-four cents, tucked into a sleeve; which was cut off a shirt, when the days grew too hot, a while ago. This is a sleeve that has been tied into a tight knot to make sure nothing fell out, since the concept of pockets weren't exactly a thing in the fashion world or whatever. A dollar and fifty-four cents which was to last until the payday. Why, you may ask? The moment that paycheck hits, the money will go to bills and it will be like this all over again.
By Micah Moore6 years ago in Motivation