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Soliciting for a cause outside cafes where poor writers with left-leaning ideologies and hair-trigger guilt complexes go to eke out existences? No thanks, I’ll skip the gut punch to my self-worth as I shake my head, put my hands in my pockets and slink back to my apartment to call my disappointed mother to beg for 500 bucks for rent. Maybe try a shop that goes after disposable income totaling more than a buck eighty-seven and make my life as a writer a little less depressing.
ALEX HOLRIDGE
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