Paused

September 12, 2010
By HannahLee BRONZE, El Paso, Texas
HannahLee BRONZE, El Paso, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"I have an everyday religion that works for me. Love yourself first, and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world."
-- Lucille Ball


Dusk; sky bleeding violet and tangerine; sun setting, beneath the horizon.
The wheat field, expansive, endless, below; stalks swaying in the breeze.
((WILL


I FIND




MY DEAR






...







Russell?))

Neither here,
Nor there,
But beyond

Past the chipped fence, rotting
The army of a thousand corpses
Adorned with cobwebs
Reduced to splintered bones
((MY DEAR...



Russell?))

The dark circles
The bites
The scratches
Sallow flesh
Faded hair


fluttering in the breeze

Without him
She is nothing;
She remains
Standing at the clearing
Staring beyond her world
Waiting

Waiting



Waiting

The author's comments:
I had a dream within a dream that was pretty much like this. It really... I don't know, I guess it moved me. The girl in that dream was so hopeful, but so dismal, and it seemed like Russell would never come back.

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