Libation

Three fingers for Sasha. I watched her bleed out. Three for Sinjin and Marc, lost in the blast. Three more for Mimi, whose last words I couldn’t hear. Three for Viktor, my last hope.

So much grief, and nothing left for me.



6 responses to “Libation

  1. How do you hit me in the gut each time? That feeling for the human pulse, you’ve caught it so precisely. You weave magic, Christine. Sheer magic.

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  2. Brrrr. That’s horrible! But also brilliant!

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  3. This is so perfect (and so sad). You are the garglemaster!

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