By Leah Myree
I hear her coming closer. Breath. No. Quiet. Stop. A splinter from the jagged wooden door and I stifle a sound. If she knows I’m here she’ll become me. I’ll become her. She turns, I can see the whites of her eyes. Next second I am there and sickly black smoke slips past my lips. She goes to church and smiles and I see everyone smile back. Hands on her broken twisted back and they talk so much they don’t notice the slurred tongue and incoherent sentences. I breath. Can’t think. Be quiet. Just stop. Wait. Blank eyes. Slip out. Hide.
do u mean slurred “speech”? do u mean “Breathe” rather than breath?
Editorial comment: breathe (verb).
Please give me some clues. Maybe there are some cultural references I missed.
I can’t make heads or tails out of this one.