Fires burn
Needles prick
Ants bite.
We learn through doing
We remember through pain.
We move from one hurt to another
Broken leg, black eye, bruised ego
We flit from hope to hope
Gripping each new tree branch with every ounce of strength
Until it snaps.
We fall
We tumble through terror and tribulation
The footing we find lasts long enough to spring us forward
A new branch
A new grip
A new fall
Each time we hold a little lighter
The wood creaking a little less
We remember the fall
We remember the fear
We remember the pain.
We Jump in defiance of these
That’s what growth is.
Defiant Hope.
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Frank Geier
Tennessee based scribe of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Come on, join us in the dark. There are such things to see.
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B. A. Durham’s False Memories blends dream and reality in a seamless mix. As his father, afflicted by Alzheimer’s, fades away, the narrator is haunted by a dream that may be a memory, returning to him insistently. The piece is full of wonderful detail (the father touching his lip where once there was a mustache, “but now he is clean-shaven—he has been for years” — and moving in revealing the complexities of a family’s life. A worthy winner which shows the power of dreams to influence us.
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