‘I Remember’ part 3 by Rae Rose

3rd Memory

I am sure they can hear my ragged breath and pounding heart. I am afraid.

Can they smell my fear?

My heart is pounding I can feel all the fear, and resentment merging, growing, becoming beyond my control. In this moment I am a warrior. I want this fight. Even if I die here, they will remember me. Continue reading

‘I Remember’ part 1 by Rae Rose

In the inipi, amongst the heat and haze of smoke, a grandfather speaks to me.

There are voices, these voices penetrate the darkness. They seem to pull at me, but I cannot understand what they say or want. Are they chanting? Or are they singing? Light and dark begin to dance in chaos around me. Continue reading