In the well of understanding

In the well of understanding

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Familyspeak (The Beginning)



It walks amongst us and mimics

The news shocked Sere, not just by what it conveyed but how it was transmitted. He could feel the ache of detachment, almost taste the bitter, acid fluid of grief. But tears would not come, could not come. Not here. Sweat beaded on his arms, and trickled from his head, down his back, as if in answer to the moisture which hid just out of the reach of the ducts.

It walks amongst us and mimics