Z is for Revelations
The Trees, their twisted, arthritic fingers reaching into the pale
'Looks like rain again' he says. Slowly, deliberately.
The air is heavy with unspoken truths. She, her brow furrowed with
concentration, what? 'Shhh' she says.' I know'.
The icing sugar sprinklings of the clouds begin to move in the
Moving across the sky like snails racing each other.
A moment of clarity and she says.' I know?? I know'.