2009/04/10

Fiction


WHEN THE DARKNESS SETTLED, THERE WAS NO HOME TO GO BACK TO. JUST A VOID TO ESCAPE. AND THAT WAS PROBABLY WHAT KEPT US ON OUR FEET. ALL DIGGING IN THE SOIL HAD CLEARED OUR HEADS AND REMOVED ALL THOSE BAD THOUGHTS, WHICH EARLIER HAD BEEN RUBBING UP BIG HOLES INSIDE OUR SKULLS. IT WAS FREEDOM AND I COULD IN SOME WAY FEEL COOL UNDER THE BURNING SUN.

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