In the Inipi among the heat and haze a grandfather speaks… Hey ya ya hey ha hey ya yo… The sound of a lone drummer singing in the distance wakes me from the abyss of a nightmare. I awake disoriented and confused. Continue reading
4th Memory
I do not feel the pain of impact. A mental count, I took down four of the enemy when I landed.
Grabbing a nearby rock in one hand and a knife from the enemy below me I continue my attack. Continue reading
I have never been Beautiful,
Worthwhile, or wanted, Continue reading
Icy tears fall from the heavens; they melt and mingle with my own. The early morning seems devoid of life, so desolate and alone. Here I lay staring into a star filled sky.
Tonight is a night magically alight with stars and snow. This winter morning is strangely surreal, wonderfully beautiful. From where I lay a cloud of misted breath rises to mingle with icy white snow. Continue reading
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