I thought it was perfect.This life, this world, this place.Watching it burn,Right in front of me, helpless. This place that I’ve loved.This place that I’ve served.Shattering to pieces,On my television. Am I living in an alternate reality?Am I am in the Matrix?Did I take the wrong pill?I think I have.I want to go home.

Air Strike

They hid in the low places. Sheltered amongst the ashes of their once beautiful home. The roar of the planes, shook the rabble around them. Fear enveloped their bodies. She looked down at her daughter’s tear streaked face and kissed her softly on her forehead. She held her close. There were only two of themContinue reading “Air Strike”