Day dawns like a drill sergeant barking orders. The tarnished door flap swings open, announcing breakfast: rubbery eggs on a tin plate and a heel of stale bread. The door clangs shut like a license plate dragging on pavement.
He crawls out of his cot. Another day at the monastery.
Debbie L. Miller is a Brooklyn, New York writer. She writes plays, monologues, short stories, micro fiction, and memoir.