In the silence

I went upstairs and stripped down. The rain should have washed me clean, but I felt foul. I shaved and bathed and went into Arlene’s room, to sit with her for awhile until a bit of sleep came my way.

She was awake and motioned for me to lay with her. Her thin arms reached for me and she didn’t speak a word. She was silent even though I’m sure she felt my tears spill onto her shoulders. With her beside me, I finally felt a little cleaner, but I knew it held no permanence.

I dreamed of low crunching gravel, and rain that sparkled like fresh blood.



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