Free to Fly

March 20th was the first day of Spring.
The flowers began to bloom,
He started to feel a sting.
The butterflies flew into his room.

They gave him a kiss on the forehead.
He sat on his bed in silence.
They could hear the pistol grip,
But there weren’t any sirens.

He didn’t have a dog.
He disliked the colder weather.
On the bed he left his epilogue,
They flew away together.

Spring came fast,
With tragedy on the forecast.

Leave a Reply

Recent Articles

Drowned In 2057

Short story by Jose Luis Lopez / In the Ords Abstract  In the year of 2057, after World War 3, and after North Korea and South...

You Know I Hate the Sun

Poem by Parker Jones / In the Ords You Know I Hate the Sun,  but I’d walk with you in the heat of summer,  with the smell...

Local Brews: Fieldwork a Monterey find

Story and photos by Dee Davila The cool and mild weather that envelops the Monterey coast is perfect for anyone who wants to enjoy a...

Pokémon Scarlet & Violet are a buggy blast

Fans of the “Pokémon” series had been eagerly awaiting the release of “Scarlet” and “Violet” since it was announced in February. After its Nov....

Related Articles