The Concrete Soliloquies, the complete saga

Hamlet spoke eloquently of the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. His ache bemoaned the pains and unfairness of life, and as a speech, his oration marks a moment in time when Shakespeare’s Danish Prince needed to take an expectant pause.

My soliloquies, however, are not etched with a quill pen but rather can be found in-between the fractured ways shadows cut into concrete. They ask for civility at a time when others bathe themselves in pursuits of selfish division, and as a lesson this set of fables serve to let people know that bullies come in all sizes and shapes, but all of them pound equally hard, pressing their egos so ubiquitously into the sun parched pavement.