Sister called and said, "I'm excited to go kayaking this Saturday, finally found a kayak, only $100 bucks, I'm picking it up tonight from a guy who is moving and trying to sell everything..." She continued on rambling. I just wanted to sleep and was not excited to go kayaking.
Saturday came and nothing. No call, no answer, no visit. Later when the cops showed up, they revealed she was murdered a couple of days ago up on Pecos St. They found nothing.
"Nothing?" I cried.
"They did find something in her pocket, but it was only $100 bucks."
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Longing for Another Hike
It starts with my chest.. deep in my chest.. The heavy pressure around every inch of my body is making me feel like I can't breathe.. if I take a breath I might sink, I might fade, I might drown. So I'll hold my breath for now, until I feel the air lift my bones and the warmth against my skin. I need the warmth on my skin. The breeze on the back of my neck relieving the sweat caused by my low ponytail. I need to get out of this routine. Routine. Routine. Life is more than just working for someone who pays us but does not VALUE us. I forget about my body and my mind's well being because I get so lost in this robot like structure we call the work week. It is draining us, causing stress and making us question, "is there more to life than this?" We have responsibilities, we cannot simply get up and leave. But what we can do is go on a hike. We can get up early before the sun rises go to unfamiliar territory. Allow the strength in your legs to get you to the top of the mountain. Allow your chest to work through your heavy breathing. Allow your skin to sweat and glisten. Allow your eyes to take in the scenery. The sun and the sky , whether it's blue or grey, will always accompany you to your destination. So many possibilities awaits for you. A misty waterfall crashing into the slippery rocks below or a skyline view of the city that looks perfectly placed, waiting to be discovered by you. Once discovered, take a moment. Release the tension in your jaw. Take a deep breathe through your nose and close your eyes. Allow your mind to grasp the concept of stillness and gratitude. Thank your body for getting you here. The warmth on your skin and the breeze on the back of your neck, reminding you that you are alive.
By Sandra Blandon3 years ago in Poets
Persephone's Porch
"Circe, for Chrissakes, put Cerberus on his leash to keep him off the porch. I don't need him dragging three sets of drooling jowls across it when the nymphs just cleaned." Persephone pulled her blonde hair back and tied it in a loose knot to keep it off her face. "I can't believe Hermes is bringing the whole famdamnily."
By Harper Lewis4 days ago in Fiction
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This gave me goosebumps. I hope you submitted this into the micro-fiction challenge!
Chilling!