Sep 2013
Her body lay crooked and peaceful on the pavement. She didn't close her eyes until she hit the ground and it was over in a way it had never been before.
The wind felt so soft against her skin yet harsh in her ears, blocking out all other sound. Falling, she was graceful in a way she had never been before.
She thought of her dog, and how she'd be alone and hopefully someone would feed her. She'd forgotten to do the dishes.
She thought of the time she met that guy from Chicago. Ben was his name. They had *** in his car in a dark alley, next to a dumpster.
He never took her shirt off and that was the only one-night stand she would ever have. Maybe she should have written more than "Goodbye" on that napkin.
She thought of her mother's grave and her father's will. Her whole life didn't flash before her eyes like she'd heard it would.
She ended up falling backwards like someone would catch her. She couldn't decide whether to leap or just keep walking.
As she stood on the edge, she noticed the city was beautiful in a way it never had been before.
The wind was cold and threatening
and she realized she was afraid of heights. She took off her shoes and it only took one step to get where she needed to be.
As she walked across the top of the building, she didn't cry and she was calm in a way she never had been before. She got off on the twentieth floor and climbed the two flights of stairs to
the roof. When she got on the elevator, six people joined her and no one
asked questions and she was alone in a way she never had been
before. She walked the eight blocks to the building she
knew and tried to appreciate all the small
things but the air smelled like
hot dogs and no one
on the street was
smiling.
She locked her apartment door and dropped the keys on the floor. They made that sound only that keys and loose change can make. Before she left she looked in the mirror by the door
and noticed her reflection was so confident in a way it never had been before.
She almost wished she could cry but that seemed silly so she closed all
the blinds instead. She looked at the clock and it was half past six
and it was time to go in a way it never had been before.
The wind felt so soft against her skin yet harsh in her ears, blocking out all other sound. Falling, she was graceful in a way she had never been before.
She thought of her dog, and how she'd be alone and hopefully someone would feed her. She'd forgotten to do the dishes.
She thought of the time she met that guy from Chicago. Ben was his name. They had *** in his car in a dark alley, next to a dumpster.
He never took her shirt off and that was the only one-night stand she would ever have. Maybe she should have written more than "Goodbye" on that napkin.
She thought of her mother's grave and her father's will. Her whole life didn't flash before her eyes like she'd heard it would.
She ended up falling backwards like someone would catch her. She couldn't decide whether to leap or just keep walking.
As she stood on the edge, she noticed the city was beautiful in a way it never had been before.
The wind was cold and threatening
and she realized she was afraid of heights. She took off her shoes and it only took one step to get where she needed to be.
As she walked across the top of the building, she didn't cry and she was calm in a way she never had been before. She got off on the twentieth floor and climbed the two flights of stairs to
the roof. When she got on the elevator, six people joined her and no one
asked questions and she was alone in a way she never had been
before. She walked the eight blocks to the building she
knew and tried to appreciate all the small
things but the air smelled like
hot dogs and no one
on the street was
smiling.
She locked her apartment door and dropped the keys on the floor. They made that sound only that keys and loose change can make. Before she left she looked in the mirror by the door
and noticed her reflection was so confident in a way it never had been before.
She almost wished she could cry but that seemed silly so she closed all
the blinds instead. She looked at the clock and it was half past six
and it was time to go in a way it never had been before.
