Agape Mou, Xenia_Drink.Die.Rain_Party For Two_The Mill Road
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Agape Mou, Xenia
I couldn't move my fingers anymore. The dry, frigid air forced them into stiff, dark icicles. I kinda wish I could still feel the sharp kisses of winter in my hands and face, it meant that they were ok. That I was ok. Now I'm not so sure.The snow clung to my drenched clothing, weighing me down as I walked in search of some kind of sanctuary. A wise man would have stripped and walked naked the second he got out of the river, but I'm no wise man I suppose. A wise man wouldn't have ended up falling a good 40 ft off a bridge in the first place. A wise man wouldn't have let himself get dragged off...
Drink.Die.Rain
Drink.Die.RainMy lips were cracking, burning, as I laid there in the hot sand in the middle of town. My head rested against the steps to the saloon, the plan had been to get something to drink, I prayed for water, but would have settled for whiskey, they didn’t have either. It hadn’t rained for months, the whole area was bone dry, even the reserves were tapped out. My horse, Delilah, who had already succumbed to dehydration, baked in the sun just a few feet away, she was starting the stink. I tried swatting the flies away from her, but there were dozens, and I was too weak to keep it up. S...
Party For Two
“Yes, a party. You have to come. I’m not taking no for an answer.”“But -”“Nope. You’re coming. No buts. No complaints. No excuses.”I dwelled on the conversation from last week. As I stared back at my reflection in the mirror, I let my thoughts overtake me. At least, I wasn’t completely in the dark. I did have a few people that I knew. After all, this was my home eight years ago. And I could always count on my best friend, Rose, who was the only person I stayed in touch with all these years.Seven schools in eiwww.onedoor.ccght years and I finally get to complete what’s left of my high school experience in on...
The Mill Road
IThe man stared at the ceiling. His feet hung off the side of the bed.A distant lawnmower buzzed in and out of the afternoon and a soft breeze pulled at the saturated room. He closed his eyes.. . .Again the lawnmower wafted into the room.“Damn lawnmowers.”He leapt to his feet when his phone rang.It was the post office in Errol. A package had arrived for him. He thanked the caller and checked his email, hoping for something from the firm. Nothing.He started the truck and pulled out onto Route 26 without looking. He knew there weren’t any cars coming. Up here, you could hear the cars humming on ...