Tears slowly flowingdown his cheekthey sit there in silenceno need to speak.He grabs her hand but it’s cold and bleakhe feels her fadingand starts to freak.They’re on new pathsno longer in syncshe touches his facebut his memory blinksand as she goes his knees fall weaknever looking back she’s light on her feet.On the outside she’sContinue reading “Out of Sync”
Monthly Archives: November 2020
True Soledad
What day is it today?My phone says July 16th.How long have I been here?A couple of days? Maybe a week?If these marks on the ceilingindicate what I think,then I’ve gone 12 whole dayswithout a soul to speak.Alone in my caveand not a single peep,so I spoke to myselfto get to know me.At first this wasContinue reading “True Soledad”