A man named Ish was a broker not buyer nor seller but provoker. Makes nothing of worth, and got rich by birth, he does define mediocre. Posted for dVerse Meeting the Bar using the Quintain or the Quintet form.

Snow squeaks between the rubber tread of my boots. Ten o'clock, half a mile walk home after work. Dish suds freeze white against my denim pants. With my fingers still pruned and numbed, I fumble with keys at the door. Inside an orange blade of moonlight catches drifting dust. Piles of clothes haunt the floor …

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