Words in the Void (Poem #197)

 
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Blue Luna by PJ Nelson on Flickr

 

Words boiling under the skin

hearts pulsing and drifting into

the sky. A light in the darkness.

A recurring thought, circles and

circles, spinning into the void.


 

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“Bertha” (Part 3): A Short Story Series

Here is the third and final part of my “Bertha” short story series. I’d love your feedback, leave a comment below!

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“Bertha” (Part 3)

Bertha is gone! Emilio rushes over to the edge of the bar. Her stool is empty and Bertha is on the floor motionless. A few other patrons stand up and look over. Someone is laughing a little bit, “Must’ve been one hell of a beer!”

Emilio runs back around the bar and calls for Peter the manager. Now that people see his reaction a few others come other quickly to see what’s going on.

Emilio is on his knees, he pulls her hair out of her face. Her eyes are open, the glass eye fixed on him. Emilio shudders.

“Call an ambulance! I think she’s had a stroke or something! I think she’s dying!”

Emilio hears Peter start to yell for everyone to get back. Peter barks orders to a server to call for an ambulance. Peter is trained in CPR and it’s not the first time Emilio sees him move the head of a patron and check for a pulse.

Time seems to slow down. It feels like forever before the EMT’s show up. But well before then, Peter has already given up on Bertha.

No pulse, no breathing, nothing. He tried CPR on her for a few minutes, then the silence spread throughout the bar.

Peter sighed, “She’s dead.”

THE END


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Poem #195 (Spinning Stars Overhead)

 

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Spinning stars overhead

dreams that lick the heart

and suffocate within ribcages

a light in the darkness

an echo of whisper

inaudible.


 

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