Month: May 2017

It rained. Loud and long. Where you couldn’t help recognize it was happening. Raining.

It wanted to be known. And so it was, in forceful ways. Its ways. Cats and dogs came tumbling around. Squirrels were nowhere to be found. Spiders hung tight to watered webs that gleamed awaiting night. In hidden places. Flowers were drenched, dragging their heads after the biggest pour. But still it brought more. It wasn’t bright out. But it was noticeable. (more…)

Today is the day of Revolution. The kind of uprising that gets a nose so out of joint, it can’t help but notice. It started with a Bang! The clock struck 12, like a battalion bell, ringing against a dark night sky, when everyone was already shot down. The silence was eerie when it came. The uprising of the dead. (more…)