A short story following Melody.
Month: September 2022
Shame: Excerpt #2
I held on securely most times. The storm wrenching me from the edges of sanity terrified me deeply. More terrifying was how much I missed it at times.
The blood shared and battles fared.
Time lightens darkness in shades of grey.
This road has left us scarred scared and screwed.
Family will be made of us all.
Crimson gold flakes from my fingers
Against a sharpened steel hedge.
Ever they threaten to enclose.
There’s a secret in this valley.
Stained within the soil.
No man should touch.
We all work. We all bleed from salted wounds
With bruised knees. To scrub the marks we have made.
The regrets, we distract with plastic flowers never to bloom.
I Hereby Present Myself Before the World’s Judgment
Never again will Man look upon me.
My fangs bare curses.
My spit froths.
My armor has long deteriorated.
Men are strong, but the sea stays.
Unravaged by age, She takes ahold,
Of sand and of clay, of men and their home.
Thoughts of death slosh through my veins in slow,
chaotic, bursts of fire. Only to be quelled by bags
Burnt from streaks of salt. If Icarus only knew
Where his leap would lead. Would he fly?
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