i was walking around the other day wondering about our different roles and how we see each other, then I ate cake. Today’s 100 word story is entitled Boxcar Boxcar, enjoy!

Boxcar Boxcar

Walking into the local vegetarian restaurant I felt the tension, was my leather jacket setting them on edge.

Placing my order I smiled, looking deeply into eyes that didn’t look back.

My order of a simple brown rice bowl came with a bonus, a side of silence, no charge.

In the restroom HOWL played in endless loop. I washed my hands mouthing

“I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness,”

“who lit cigarettes in boxcars boxcars boxcars”

“who cut their wrists three times”

I stood with hands in the sink wondering about our different roles, then left.