Corners
Flash fiction about everyday life
Nov 2 · 2 min read

I was standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona, but women were the last thing on my mind. I was down to my last dollar, with nowhere to sleep and nothing to eat. What I needed was a job.
Times had been tough. First the parts plant where I worked went out of business, then, because it had been the main employer in my town, just about everything else closed up as well…

