The Storm

How did I end up here?
You came into my life like a tempest. Ripping away everything
I thought I knew. Washing away my stories with hailstones.
Throwing me up in the air. Spinning me around until I couldn’t breathe.
Spitting me out.

The River

Her reverie was broken by her waders being dropped in her lap.
She knew it was time. But still, she made her protest, “Papa,
can’t Egbert go today? He’s your first born and it’s his calling.”

The Crash

She watched the car heading towards the wall, as though in slow
motion. She knew he was going too fast. She knew the collision
was inevitable. But it seemed to be taking forever.