An explosion of pain makes my body curve in an awkward way. It hurts. Everything hurts. I look down to see…
red…sloshing and pouring out like a fountain. My limbs go to it, trying to cork it, trying to make it stop. My balance out of whack, my knees scrap onto the floor but at the moment that pain is not a worry, I mostly worry for my side, my side that has caressed the floor now…
My vision zooms. In. In.
Out. Out.
In. I see pebbles…tiny craggily pebbles littering the floor like little misplaced jewels. There’s even a shine to them…Do…pebbles shine? Are they allowed to sparkle?
I hear, underwater screaming, tumultuous waves taking me deeper and deeper into the calm. I wonder how my side is…there is no longer a sting.
Thump.
Ooh, that’s my head on someone’s lap. Grubby fingers grabbing cheeks.
It’s raining. How nic—it’s not rain…someone’s crying.
Hard…
to
focus on herhimherhim….no, no,no her
her
voice…
Even when it’s a guttural sound of someone dying.
I--
Its waning…slowly
wonder
who
that
coul--
