Entranced by fate,
A young woman sleeps.
Her parents berate
While helpless she weeps.
A power so touching,
Its words are sincere,
But for her, no helping,
As demons live near.
The world wipes her tears
And fills her with pride.
No matter her fears,
War bubbles inside.
The parents' wrath
Debilitates weak.
Courage she hath
Meant to seek.
The Longest Minute
A minute. Sixty seconds to say goodbye. That’s all the time that I had left with him as the needle slid into his leg. I stared into his drooping eyes, looked at the blood-tainted saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. They said that this was the best thing that we could do for him, a last kind act for a best friend…but if that were the case, then why did my heart feel so heavy?
By Stephanie Hoogstad6 days ago in Fiction
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