How Terrible
My Wife Is Having Nightmares Again
By Destiny SmithPublished 7 years ago • 1 min read
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My wife is having nightmares again,
Curled up tightly at my side,
as each passing car highlights another ghost
She tells me about them when I wake.
She says,
A living city was buried,
Under great ash heaps.
Yet men have almost forgotten,
The fate that keeps.
Or at the very least,
That is what it seems.
How Terrible
In a busy city, which seemed
foreign and familiar
all the same
a man who lived five hundred years,
Gave grim news to my wife
He said,
“Look below, you can see the fire,
A man hath no way to save his life.”
How Terrible
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About the Creator
Destiny Smith
Writing is one of the few constants I've had throughout my life, and Vocal seemed like the perfect opportunity to put it all somewhere.
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