Friday, 11 July 2008

• the peach trees

  water rushed into her lungs, spilling in every cavity her body had. she gasped for any chance of any, only to make the muffled sounds of screaming. for a brief moment, she shut her eyes. all that bullshit about seeing your life flash before you? not an ounce of truth to it.

  i can't say for sure what she saw, but i can tell you the sight she got once she opened her eyes. a rugged figure, a man no doubt, pressing her head further into the blue water of the deep pool. was this her garden? yes, she could make out the peach trees she planted two summers ago. her once peaceful pool with calm waters had turned violent. kicking rapidly, she took in her last gulp. bubbles of agony rose to the surface. the man let go of her fragile neck as rose to the surface. the garden resumed it's zen as she floated to the breeze of the august wind.

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