10-21-2016, 11:04 AM
(08-11-2016, 12:26 PM)lizziep Wrote: Her bones appeared one day, fused to the seabed,?
as one clinically depressed merges with their mattress
or decomposes into couch cushions,
ribs reaching up in wonderment. The weight
of the water fell over her face like a blanket as she slept,
convincing her mind to keep dreaming
and lungs to surrender.
She just appeared there one day,
a woman of thirty-five, feet strapped
into sensible heels, and settled
behind a desk with a picture of a husband and two kids,
unable to breathe.
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe

