she witnessed the end of the world
it crumbled future centuries
there were limbs
everywhere. she asked
blue eyes buried in sepia depths
unimaginable her survivor’s guilt
how do i save them too?
her hand held a flesh glove
blood long dripped to an alley lagoon
she reached for another arm
it became detached from another body.
no body, she cried, born of flesh
lives. it was only her doll, a rag
fashioned from an old bib, ribbon and half broke plastic buttons that flashed a sewn smile.
apocalypse struck at 12:01,
at 12:03, only the innocents and their pets remained.
an orange moon burned their new sky
red.
children should always feel safe
even in the dead of night.
Soma Mukherjee
/ 2012/06/27beautiful…powerful write up
loved the ending….yes to a safe n secure world for kids..hopefully without an apocalypse
boomiebol
/ 2012/06/28Deep stuff Angela…powerful deep stuff
kateshrewsday
/ 2012/06/28They should
You write nightmares well. Chillingly.
Carl D'Agostinoc
/ 2012/06/28“…only the innocents and their pets remained.” Well that is just and fair. But allowing the apocalypse is not.
Max
/ 2012/06/29Terrifying