Author: Edward Supranowicz

  • Lines

    Lines

      There were two lines for the pharmacy, each as straight as two lines of coke on a mirror edged by a social razor. She was in one, and I was in the other. It was a simultaneous connection, like a quick addiction, but one without any immediate fix since we were both kept in…

  • Sign Beside the Stop Sign

    Sign Beside the Stop Sign

    Scrawled in rambling, crudely written letters it read “please don’t leave I love you”. And since one has to or should stop at a stop sign, maybe the writer  thought that would make the beloved stop and think about what they might be doing. Maybe the stop sign was their special spot, where they first…

  • Legal Tender

    Legal Tender

    It now took a wheelbarrow or two of paper money to pay for a loaf of bread. Inflation?  Excessive printing of currency? Witchcraft? The economists were still adjusting their equations, so no one had an answer. But all the pundits and bigwigs knew changes had to be made. Gold was no longer an option. Not…