Holiday
Uncertain Weather. Honorable Mention in October Challenge.
October has uncertain weather. A monochrome sky, I think. Air that turns the AM radio to static. Rain, probably, since the roads of October are always slippery in my memory. A darkness perfect for masks. Mine was Casper the friendly ghost, plastic and white. There’s no screech from tires. No thud of impact. But there’s a bump in the road, then one under the mask from my forehead meeting the dashboard. Maybe there was fog There must have been fog. Suddenly my mom is dropping me at school with children dressed as Superman, Wonder Woman, Bozo the Clown. I slip off my mask when the teacher passes out snacks: pumpkin-shaped cookies, blood-red punch. She has known me for almost two months. She must know I get hurt at home. She doesn’t ask. Years later, my brother tells me he was the bump in the road, that our mother pushed him from the car. October has many twisting roads. Some go through rain. Some through static. Some lead to my brother. All circle back to our mother, to the scene of a possible crime. I keep my mask on and continue through October.
By Tina D. Lopez27 days ago in Poets
He Is Risen
To a Christian, this day of all days Is the greatest day of all days, Because this day is Resurrection Day. Every language and every tongue shall say, One day, to enter Heaven, Jesus Christ is the only way. I fall to my knees, bow my head, and pray.
By Dr. George Shannon Fergusonabout a month ago in Poets
The Worth of Jesus' Blood
As You ate the last meal with Your friends, Knowing You only had a few hours until Your life would end, You looked to the friend You knew would betray You. You smiled at him, already forgiving Judas for what he was about to do.
By Dr. George Shannon Fergusonabout a month ago in Poets
