Short Stories & Poetry

I Walked Into a Room

I walked into a room today
Inside there were many windows, looking out into other places far away.
But their imagery was so clear and pristine,
I might’ve walked inside and joined them.

In one room, hexagonal in shape, were two oxen
yoked together, pulling at each other, striving to knock the other down.
They trampled their partner, knifing one another with their hooves.
The yoke split and harpooned
Casting a bloodied silhouette of victory onto the wall.
I left, easing myself away from the entry way.
As the bloodied beast passed me by.



Ponderings

Author: A Quiet Look at ERs (Free Write) 🏥

“Hello. Is this is the ER check-in desk?”

The attendant looks up; I expect her to say something like “No, this is the Clown and Circus Motorcycle Club. You want down the hall and to the left, pass the screaming banshee who met with an unfortunate accident, but before the cafeteria and gift shop.”

I get a nod instead. I take a breath and plunge into the story, perhaps for the fifth time that day.

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