Author Archives: charlisays

1982

She didn’t think of it often. It wasn’t right somehow. To intrude on a past that existed perfectly well without her. An expired country and she, a faded intruder watched wide eyed from the long grasses by the bank. How beautiful they were. With their crisp white skirts and neatly laced shoes. Their long ponytails

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The Cinder Path

The forest swallowed her. Left the cinder path. A lone Gretel lost in a tangle. Dark ferns muffled footfall Until she no longer felt herself. Was one with the heavy black. Breathing its baited stillness Swallowing the dread that caught in her throat and beat against her chest. Hers to keep, a sullen crow. Fingered

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