Discussion in 'Blogs' started by jjl, Aug 6, 2016.
But we do as we please...
go out and see what you can find...
It was a satisfying crash, a noise she wanted to hear again
Allie spun around gripping her baseball bat with both hands, swinging at the counter full of dirty dishes and memories.
Glass, foliage, and food shatter scatter and spray
in every direction
She puts all of her weight behind it now, like a railroad hero,
her club makes the ground shake when it lands on the table, dividing it
opening the floor beneath her feet.
Sweating now and breathing heavy, she marches through the dwelling and while it may seem random,
the things she destroys,
the stuff that she annihilates so thoroughly,
force the very memory of them to evaporate.
She pauses, smearing the salty wet, that drips off of her nose with the back of her hand.
In a frenzy she swipes, pounds and slams at everything within reach, she heaves her weapon.
Making sure she misses nothing.
A white cloud of dust swirls around Allie now, as she walks to the door and steps out into the sunshine.
She drops her club. It clatters to the ground.
But it is mostly splinters now.
She won't be needing it.
She pulls off to the side of the road, still breathing heavy
Her heart pounds.
I guess we are all animals, she tells herself.
She realizes she must regroup to think clearly. She pulls back out onto the road carefully.
After a short distance, the park appears. As she slowly rolls into the lot, she forces her mind away from her memories of the river that this park surrounds and celebrates.
The same river.
Allie retrieves a half bottle of water that has been rolling between her feet since she set out in the car.
Uncapped, she pulls a drink from it.
The bland warmth disappoints her.
"You promised me that you had nothing to do with it," she had insisted to him.
"And you swore that you would never ask." He spat.
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