The TravelerA Story by benWalking by the once functioning farm, eggs and a slab of ham
smothered in applesauce roll in and out of his head. Faced with dealing with his
body fed two rats and very little greens over the span of three days, being constantly
after the rise and fall of the road is beginning to take its toll. Water he has,
but that is not enough. Something to tear apart with his teeth is what he
craves, and with this tormenting his mind, wild is her hair matching ice-cold eyes
set above a proud chin turned his way as her shoulders are back with arms
crossed. Thick in the thigh, and though not as tall, he keeps to walking along
in diminishing the gap. In between the
time of contact, she and her mule remain unmoving, and thinking of how the
world turns these days, close enough now, he offers a universal hello. © 2022 ben |
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Added on June 12, 2022 Last Updated on June 12, 2022 Author |