dawn to dusk

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Dawn didn’t bring her tranquility
anymore. Days passed by like skipped pages,
and nights brought perilous denouements.  She
tucked in with her screams caught in her throat like
a preparatory battle cry, and she woke with an excess of
freshly spilt tears, an aching body, and a heavier heart.
Triumphant.


 

Thanks for reading xo

~Heather Anne

5 thoughts on “dawn to dusk

  1. Dawn eventually paves the way for dusk and sometimes that’s tough. I love the way you left this piece, ‘triumphant’, after such heaviness. We tend to come out stronger if we survive the nightmares. Great writing!

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