100 Word Wednesday: Week 119



By Neel Anil Panicker

They don’t buy them anymore. Naah, not they…nawt at all.

Why would they? And pray, why would they even look at me?  A relic of the past. An haggard old pockmarked face with enough lines on it to put to shame a child’s random zig zag pencil scratchings on a much used and abused piece of drawing paper?

And what use would they have of my wares? The ones I hold to my chest, the small little colourful ribbon dolls that I make painstakingly all through the night, the ones I hope to sell them in the day for peanuts?

Peanuts it’s for them, the nonexistent buyers; but for me they’re enough to feed me, to keep me alive through this harsh winter. 

Today, like all others days, is a ‘No Sale’ day.

Much like all other days.

Maybe, I’ll live to fight another day.

Maybe, I won’t live another day.

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