Wednesday, January 23, 2008


you had no business being there, that road, that time of night. what were you thinking?

you ran for your LIFE, but you were running quickly away from it. suddenly. you found the destination.. you just hadn't really thought about the consequences, and how much it would hurt.

you were flopping like a fish. it was awful. at least you maintained your dignity in physical form... you were...intact.

we pulled you from the shame of second hand death or whatever else could have come. we tried to find help, but you were finally calm. maybe paralyzed, in fear, in shock, broken.

your little black face and tiny white mouth in my hands, you breathed in as you had been, very tired, and the biggest breath out that i have ever witnessed, and you relaxed.

so we brought you home. and now you're with us.