Friday, December 16, 2016

A SHACK IN THE WOODS



A simple shack in the woods.
Army of trees at its back.
Mossy green carpets the front.
Its shingles creak in the wind.
A loose shutter swings back and forth.
A dying fire smokes inside.
Embers fall on the still bodies.
Red trails surround them.
The fire flickers one last time.
Dark descends upon the shack.
A simple shack it’s no more.