Giving Way

 

Matted, wet, brown hair gyrates

wildly; gleaming droplets spear 

unrestrained amidst musty, dirt smelling air.

Chuckles ring openly;

the light crunch, crunch

of the rocks rolls through the

whistling prairie grass. 

 

A sharpness slices deep 

into the rebellious heart. 

Thump, thump, the heart beats faster,

claws scratching in vain,

grasping each pebble,

but slowly the heart fades,

each pebble betraying the next.

A force, unseen - a friend -

pulls back.

 

No matter.

The heart will heal.

 

Roger Li

 

Bio: Roger Li is a writer from suburban Chicagoland area.