Submissions by Imagining (Glynis)

The morning after…
The morning after…….the sun rouse slowly like a bright orange ball, its brilliance intruding on the amethyst night sky and my darken room. The smell of laundered linen sheets, sweat, cologne and sex permeated the air while I lay in bed, terrified, thinking of what I should say or if I should say anything. It is the morning after the night before… and I have no idea what is coming next.
The memories of last night’s fun plays on my body like physical phantoms. I have dreamed of this morning for years only to have it denied me. Now I can’t tell if I’m inside the dream...

I STOOD
I stood
When they watched us get on the bus
I stood
When they kicked us, tripped us and stepped on our feet
I stood
When they yelled obscenities and spat on us
I stood
When they wouldn’t let the bus move
I stood
When they cut the tires
I stood
When they set the bus on fire
I stood
When they wouldn’t let us out
I stood
When the smoke darken the bus
I stood
When the smoke filled our lungs
I stood
When they finally let us out
I stood
When they beat on me while I tried to breathe clean air
I stood...