The pond was cold and surprisingly deep beside the worn path where footsteps seldom fell in the chill of late summer nights.
She lay at the bottom looking up at the moon, its full circle distorted and filtered through the gills of eight metres of water; murky and abundant with microscopic life that floated like dust in the blue light. The digital silence allowed nothing to enter her ears; not even the sound of a bubble that rose from her gut to break the pond’s bright surface; not even white noise.
It was late September but she knew that her name was still June and that Mars had taken something from her; something more than blood.
She lay at the bottom looking up at the moon, its full circle distorted and filtered through the gills of eight metres of water; murky and abundant with microscopic life that floated like dust in the blue light. The digital silence allowed nothing to enter her ears; not even the sound of a bubble that rose from her gut to break the pond’s bright surface; not even white noise.
It was late September but she knew that her name was still June and that Mars had taken something from her; something more than blood.
The knife that he’d drawn from the sheath strapped to his ankle and the engorged flesh, already unsheathed, that he’d used to take what he had no right to take without her consent, where more than just weapons; they were objects of change.
Extract from 'Markov Chain'.
...a work in progress
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Littlebitofsonshine, who commented below led me here. I read through and am impressed by what I see, especially the post Rolling Stoned. You might be interested in joining us. Our thoughts appear in line. A question remaining is what we do about it and how we might go about figuring that out together.
The internet is but a medium for trading words, but there is a real world out there. There are those who talk and those who do. Those who talk are often by nature not those who do. Those who do are often by necessity not those who talk. Though internet interaction is nought but a medium for slinging words, there is a real world out there begging action. What we can do is encourage each other to take our thoughts for application in that reality.
We operate three internet entities, all connected. The basis is a Further Left Chat Room. Associated with that is a Further Left Library where pertinent articles are stored and available. The address to that is http://furtherleft.tk . It contains a link to the Chat Room and our other entity, a blog serving as a posting Forum. That is at http://further-left-forum.blogspot.com . Among the links there are those to the Library materials and the Chat Room. Either are good representations of what we are about.
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Pocho
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