Stalking Stevie

Stalk my ponderings, poetry and general pencil pushing.



Retail Rage

“So what else do you do dear?” The greying haired lady asks. I fold up the silk blouses she has picked out, my cheeks start to warm. I know where this is going. I’ve had this conversation many times.

“Oh, nothing at this point.”

“So you’re not studying?”

“No, just working for a bit.” It’s not the lady’s fault, but I want to punch her right in the throat.

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Shop Girl

A smile she prepared earlier

spread across her face, her feet

sizzling as they slap the cold concrete.

“Right this way” she waves her hands in wonder.

You follow.

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