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Up Against It

  • Writer: Steve Markley
    Steve Markley
  • May 5, 2019
  • 1 min read

December 2017:

X-Mas is a few weeks from my debit card. The gifts are purchased, the bill man is chasing the greens in my pocket. I made this list and I don't have to check it twice, the bills follow the brightest star and find my PO Box. Rain or shine, they trickle down to my doorstep. I took this picture of the layout of payday, checks to be written, cards to be swiped, tears to be cried. When I'm done sending out my money to lands far from home, I will dry these tears with this roll of toilet paper. Penny Guard on deck, always reminding me of my blessings.


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