Fly On
Posted on June 22, 2019 - by Rosemary James
“You found your wings, then you flew away from me,” resonates off the newly painted, lantern-gold bedroom walls. A brighter color to enliven my spirits. We had decided to paint a couple years ago, but didn’t get around to it. The country red was too somber. Lost to the music, I cradle the black, rectangle box that encases you, tighter with each word, swaying to the rhythm of our song. The haunting violin riff intensifies the anguish in my heart, the wrenching and hollowness few understand. Suffocating with each breath, I allow the pain to trickle slowly from my eyes. […]
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