Sweven

19th

Mes
Amusement parked. Keep a keen eye trained upon niece, nephew, and a toddler I. Little me sees the me, now grown. The tie that binds feels thready fine at best.


20th

Abandoned
Upon a winter whipped cliff a mother leaves us three. We brave the blizzard and happen across a hovel of a store. Strangers permit us shelter and sustenance.

Shutt Bridge
A great river swollen. Our pass is bent, bowed by a slush of trash and trees ripped free. "Go ahead. Go across," badgers she. Cedar eyes shine straight into mine. They nearly convince me. Trust her and maybe die. Mistrust her and stay alive.


21st

Beyond
In a house unhomely, chaos cavorts. Recoil from touch. Sound is too much. Air is thin, stained with nonsensical twangs. Sanctuary! But no. Barricaded with a woman. She feeds her baby milk clots and crushed pink pills. They are beyond. Beyond me. Beyond my voice. Beyond they, past checkerboard glass, heaven whirls black with buzzards.


22nd - Went on a short vacation with a sister and dreams were lost.