June 2010
Prison Prophet - a short story
Prison Prophet
By Chris So
A man suddenly appears outside of the local jail and begins to play a never ending melody. He never sleeps or talks he just plays for days and days. The only times he stops are to eat once a week on Thursdays and to replace the strings of his five stringed guitar. People begin to wonder and speculate why he’s there but when prompted he doesn’t answer; he...
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