Flash Fiction & Poetry
A Trip to the Inland Sea
I walk through snow, prints trail behind
The wind’s so cold, but I don’t mind
I top a drift and look to find the lake, too vast to be frozen.
I want to sip the frigid waves
To swim and see if Jesus Saves
But that’s not how a man behaves, and so I find my feet going.
I turn and shed a single tear
How long before I come back here
Another decade? Twenty years? There’s just no way of knowing.
About the author
I look like a cross between Harry Potter and a young Bob Dylan that slept outside for the last two days, and I feel about as disheveled. Life in the real world has made me realize the tangible benefits of a fictional world. I am fairly regular.
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Thanks. I’m glad you guys like it.