“When the wind blows, the fumes are less intense for some reason…”
(Here’s hoping…)
“When the wind blows, the fumes are less intense for some reason…”
(Here’s hoping…)
“Don’t make me get crazy eyes…”
“As if disabled people and families were not enough to get it through the driver’s head to slow down – despite his arguing.”
“Requires wisdom and patience.”
She didn’t look it…
She didn’t feel it…
But she was.
“Seems to be a step backward…”
“Rather than just ‘survive…'”
“And I found my siren who proves it.”
“Objection.”
“I’m Draggled…”
“GET ME OUT OF HEEEERRREEE!!!”
“Choosing to be a Good person can’t be dependant upon circumstances.”
She had to simplify what she focused on…
Her concentration was breaking down…
She had to make it to the other side…
Inhaled toxins warred with her resolve.
Having to “hole up tight” as her den was gassed with fumes because to flee would then loose the hounds upon her.
“I had to pull out of the road a freshly.slaughtered-for-no-reaspn turkey hen and one of her teenage chicks.
The flock is now missing a mother and a sibling as the rest of the babies cry out in piercing cries from loss and confusion – with only two parents left to guard them.”
As the creature reached toward her from the depths of bitter darkness with his claws manacingly extended, they turned into a man’s hands once entered the day’s light of her loving presence.
A heart opened in trust
Misabused by lust then
Thrown onto the dust
Has only one question
Preventing its healing:
Is love real this time?
“Keep us distant…
But what if we allowed them to bring us closer?”