“Oh but darling, there’s nothing left.
Our world went up in flames
and left nothing behind.”
Oh but darling, the silence was deafening. I was sitting there, watching our world go up in flames and there was nothing I could do but watch. It snuck up, like a slow-burning ember that suddenly caught, leaving everything engulfed in a pyre. There was no time to react. No scent of smoke to warn us. One second all was fine, and the next, everything was burning to the ground. And the silence, there was no roaring. No popping or crackling. It was utter silence. That was the scariest part.
And then, all that remained was rubble.
© Sarah Doughty
This was what it was like when the memories of my forgotten traumatic past came back to me. At first it was just a few thoughts, a few flashes of still-frame images I didn’t…
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