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the midnight call
the midnight call you drive the car. you don’t remember a single moment of it or even if you breathed. you’re inside the building and in line behind someone who is asking about something and your head is expanding and if they don’t stop talking and move you may scream or shove them away and then everyone will think you’re crazy and no one will listen to you and the answers will be lost and you’ll never know but they move and you say his name and they tell you to take a seat but that’s not possible so you rush through the doors as they open from the inside out while a policeman reaches for your arm but you snap it away and run through and you are standing finally in the space where he must be and the sounds are loud and people are moving fast and the smell is badbadbad and you hear his name come out of your mouth in a long moan but too soft so soft that it will never be heard in this loud and angry room so you scream his name for a long time until two bluegreen eyes look into yours and say come with me and so you do because you have nothing and no one and nowhere you stumble behind her forever until she places your hand on the side of his bed where you see the whitest skin mottled purple and blue the darkest hair plastered red. Alive. You cannot conceive the many without the one. |
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Oh, geez, WE, I hope this is fantasy rather than reality. Sending healing energy!
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I did that one night...found my stepson in the emergency room after he'd been beaten, with staples holding the back of his head together. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Oh damn....there is nothing worse than that call and that drive.... And those moments of panic.... Come check out my blog Echo on the Wind at pirate2late
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Hope this wasn't recent.... really well written though, very intense!
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You captured that feeling I remember when I got a call about my daughter...I don't know how I got there safely. The agony. The relief. But also knowing it was all just beginning. Hugs. Always tell the truth Use kind words Keep your promises Giggle and laugh Be positive Love one another Always be grateful Forgiveness is mandatory Try new things Say please and thank you Say your prayers Smile ~Author unknown
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I hope I never have to feel that panic. I have watched others go through it. That was enough. Again , the words paint a clear picture. I believe many mother's felt that Saturday night in Orlando.
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One of the saddest stories to come out of Orlando so far that I've seen was of the mother sacrificing herself so that her son could live. He did. This was an incredibly intense telling. I hope that things with your son are better over the last little bit here. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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6/16/2016 12:08 pm |
This gave me goosebumps...
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