Odd Walking Thoughts

The toilet needs to be cleaned. Try one more time. Behind the seat. The odor sets in. The boy wipes his nose with dirty hands. He wonders when he’ll be able to go outside. Flogged thinking takes place of truth. The boy scrubs and views his life without reason. Thank you, he thinks, the outside isn’t much anyway.

-M. Taggart

One thought on “Odd Walking Thoughts

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s