somewhere a lantern burns in the woods.
somewhere a cold blind man suffers.
they will never meet.
somewhere a lantern burns in the woods.
somewhere a cold blind man suffers.
they will never meet.
leaves let go
each one a page ripped out of summer's book
each one a memory that hasn't been remembered since 1969
each one a fragment of what was
why care? they say.
we are still here
through hate and violence
through trial and tribulation
through it all
from right to wrong
we've all made decisions
but we are still here
forever.
Comments
This is a very enticing and succinct story! It reminds me of the way Anthony Doerr writes. Check him out- Maybe you'll be inspired to expand the story :)
Thanks for the suggestion!
This packs a serious punch. Wow. I'm impressed by how you've managed encrypt a primordial existential howl into such a succinct crisp little piece!
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