Tuesday, 14 October 2008

• "the peach trees"

  water rushed into her lungs like the seven seas, spilling in every cavity her body had. she gasped for any chance of air, 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 in it.

  her eyes snapped back open. she saw a figure, a man no doubt, pressing her head further into the deep blue. was this her garden? yes, she could make out the sight of the peach trees she planted two summers ago. her grandmother set up a picnic for her just last weekend under that tree. but her once peaceful pool with calm waters had turned violent. kicking rapidly, she took in her last gulp. the man let go of her head as she rose to the surface, backside up. the garden resumed it's zen as she floated to the breeze of the august wind.

   

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