Numbed by a Voice From the Past
Charismatic pastor preaches, “God speaks and I listen,” words rapid spilled incoherent. His flock joins in frenzied…
Bucky slides to his knees, back of the closet, sheltered haven; eyes closing, not needing faint light filtering from the kitchen.
How does someone pick up the pieces of a life lived under another’s control? Actions taken without a memory of a past, a self…
Stillness unsettling. Emotions dwelling surface placid, not a ripple displacing the calm. Cheek smoothed, grey eyes…
History leaving its mark external, scars turned leathered white, blending to unmarred skin becoming accepted. The mind…
Steve buoyant-floating, salted water lapping chin to belly to toes. Head tilt subtle, hearing submerged, taunted words echoed from childhood…
Just because I understand doesn’t mean I agree.
I’m not there.
I know you work in hard facts but I’m gonna tell you, this is unlike anything you or I have…