far away the rust

far away the rust far away the rust

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Genre: Horror

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Horror

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betrayl and loss of mind and soul

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betrayl and loss of mind and soul

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Submitted: February 20, 2016

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She slips on stones falls down is alone. No one has called her by her real name for a long time. Bird feathers stick to her sweater. She is no ones daughter sister or mother. There is asingle sliver of glass in the grass. She eats it. Her belly is full already of worms and dirt. Sheclenches her fists. Grits gwr teeth. She is starving but used to the hollow feeling. It us sunset. She looks directly into the sun. Her teeth are rotting her breath fetid.At times she takea her tongue and feels the holes. She spits out metallic blood and pus. Not into the ground but onto her wounds. She cherishes this zombie like numbness between death and life. Earth was never her friend yet sky is the enemie qho dumped her here anandoned and unwanted. Night comes. The cave is always open. She is frozen her flesh tinged with blueness like the ocean she once tried to drown herself in. Surprisingly she still hears the fly buzzing. Trapped between screen and sky. It was Autumn then. Now in only a few days winter has come. The blood us black from there to here. She is no where but then. After the rape when she decided to keep the baby she was almost happy. She thought maybe fate gave her a purpose. Fate knocked too soon too hard. The waters broke with slicing knives to the womb. She had a straight jacket on. She remembered a gun. She remembered arms and bodies smothering her. She escaoed the needle vut not the pouson. The poison was her own. Shock shame blame for being born for going into a tavern alone and vulnerable . she wasnever used to people. He called her pretty. She was used to being told she was shit. Uglier than sin itself. Devil spawn. Daddy claimed her from birth. Named her glory but gave her none. Only a smudge on a birth certicate. Only a forced thrust between ger mothers legs. She vomits and swallows. She is the vomit.All they did to her sge deserved. She was female. She knew no better and sought out worse not on purpise but as a magnet. The maggots she kniws will come when her body is dumped under ground are nothing compared to those in her mind.she hears a fsint cry and makes a rocking motion .Alnost as quickly she bites her arm in contempt. The fly still buzzes. They never cut the cord. She is not sure if she is her mother or her child. Oenis or sword or scalpel. They are all the same. The flesh is peeled from the ledt arm. Bones is exposed. Mouths are dried. Frozen in frozen screams. The fetus has holes for socket. One eye in her left fist. The other runny ans smashed against her forehead. The shadiws gather like a fog. The police woman covers her nostrils and shades her eyes. There is a clay covered dust. It seeps through her boots. It travwls like a tetnus through her veins. She clutches her thighs. Two huge crimson blooms stain her khaki trousers. She is down. The walkie talkie only sounds static. Her eyes burn. She has fallen by the dead woman. That does not stun her. The descecrated baby brings immediate horror. She can not breathe. Her heart races. The baby has the same heart shaped face. It can t be. She is transported three decades back. She blocked it all out. She was raped at the bar where her mom worked.She turns her head to avoid it again. When she opens her eyes it is like looking at a distorted image of her 13 year old self. Then she notices it the rust colored hair. She opens her mouth to scream as if a bad dream. Dozens of white black and blue arms hold her down. A needle hovers above her. Scarp pains rack her body lije lighrening scars the sky.In the distance a nirror shatters. A fly buzzes


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