Sunday, January 15, 2006

Nightmare

She is invisible, flying somehow, yet fighting gravity as it tries to pull her down; barely avoiding the hostile group on the ground following her shadow she circles over the infinite parking lot, daring a downward dip over every black car, hoping to see him inside, the one she was separated from inside among the faceless crowds.

She is over the building, brushes against a tree. Three boys, angry, start throwing rocks and chunks of ice at the tree, thinking she is perched in it. She pushes against the tree with her feet, making it move again, continues her search, failing/helpless/frightened...

And she wakes up, incomplete and alone.

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