Tuesday, September 13, 2016

from p.1 on 9/12

Rocks protruding from
the ground just like
blades. Red sandstone.
The sunset casting
a shadow while the
sky is on fire.

The green trees
and forest surrounding
the rocks like cliffs
climbing above a
green sea.


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Light burned into
freshly opened eyes.

My mother tugged at
my injured leg.

Rolled over, growning
in pain.

"You've been asleep for
14 hours!"

I hadn't.

I went to bed at 4am.


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Eyes closed.
Drifting.
Images appear.
Strange games,
Familiar poeple.
Uncomfortable.
Their lips meet.
My smile falls.


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The river rages below,
knuckles white as they
grip the railing. The caws
of birds echo off the
landscape.

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