Cee’s Flower of the Day – August 12, 2019: The Red Hibiscus

The red hibiscus flower is a symbol of passion.
Hunker

‘The Red Hibiscus’ is my sixth entry for Cee’s FOTD challenge.

‘The Red Hibiscus (c) Rob Goldstein 2019

#FlashFiction: Shoot me for Jesus

In this piece, a homeless vet writes to a friend. I used a composite of the stories I heard as a therapist who worked with homeless vets in San Francisco.

7/04/2012

Hey Kev

Thought I’d drop you a few lines since this week makes
five years since we left Iraq.

I know you say you ain’t the same without ur leg but I hope
ur feeling better.

I’ll feel hella better when I throw out these pills for crazies.

Why does the fuckin’ V.A. give me pills when I say I need food?

Why don’t shrinks know people go crazy from hunger?

My partner died of AIDS last year, so I got no one to talk to, so I
went to Reno last month.

The ticket was a free one way, so I figured I’d go see family.

That was a big mistake.

My bitch of a sister wouldn’t let me meet my nephew ‘cause I came out gay.

Her Holy Roller husband kept sayin’ he’d shoot me for Jesus.

I told them to kiss my faggot ass!

I spent the rest of my money for a one way back to Frisco.

That’s life for uppity fags and burnt out war heroes.

I keep hoping you’ll send me a card so I know ur alive.

I’d call but I can’t buy a phone.

I get $300 a month General Assistance and it costs $200 for a week in a crap hotel, so’s I won’t have a place for the next three weeks, but please write to that address I sent anyways.

Please.

Love,

Zack

Homelsss people leave messages of anguish on the walls of alleys.
Homeless people write on the walls when they bed down to sleep in Clarion Alley.

(c) Rob Goldstein 2018 – revised August 2019

5 Things I Discovered During My Blogging Break

Hugh Roberts is back from his break with important reminders about time and security settings.

Hugh's Views & News  

Time is even more precious than I thought it was.

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We all know how precious time is, but how often do we have to remind ourselves about it?

Time is precious. Savour every second of it.’

Marjorie Bowker

The above quote was said to me a few years ago during a phone conversation I had with an aunt of mine. She sadly passed away in October 2018, but her quote resurfaced during my blogging break. Why? Because it got me thinking about how much time I had wasted not just during the years I’ve blogged, but over much of my life.

Should wasting time be a crime?

I believe so, yes. There’s not much I can do about the time I’ve wasted in the past, but there’s plenty I can do about the time I am wasting while blogging. I now have…

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