riverrun Vol. 47
This is Volume 47 of the UCCS Student Literary and Arts Journal that was begun in 1971 by Dr. C. Kenneth Pellow. For the last 40 years, it has been published and circulated at the end of every spring semester showcasing fiction, poetry, nonfiction and visual art that has been created by UCCS students.
This is Volume 47 of the UCCS Student Literary and Arts Journal that was begun in 1971 by Dr. C. Kenneth Pellow. For the last 40 years, it has been published and circulated at the end of every spring semester showcasing fiction, poetry, nonfiction and visual art that has been created by UCCS students.
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Feb. 10th 17
Christ, today was a mess.
My coworker, Simon I think?
He wrecked the forklift. Though I suppose it was more of a JOINT effort since it
only happened because he wasn’t paying attention, and he wasn’t paying attention
because his friends were talking to him over the phone.
I swear to god it was like something out of a horror movie. A light tap of the pallet
he was carrying against one of the stacks ended with a snapped axle, broken hydraulics,
and crushed driver’s carriage.
At least he was willing to own up to it in front of the boss.
But, a mess is a mess so “someone” (the rest of us) has to clean it up before the
weekend starts so we the company can still ship on Monday morning. I don’t
know if half-cleaned at 11:59 pm counts but fuck if I care more than the rest of
the guys who all left before me.
Feb. 11th 17
Oh hey, look! It’s “Saturday morning!” I better do my daily writing in my journal
so my shrink can—
You know what? I’m just gonna sleep.
Here’s to hoping I don’t get fired on Monday.
Final thoughts? I just want to forget this day ever happened.
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