All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Death of a Grain of Sand
Pebbles fly up against my flanks,
hitting my clammy skin like tiny bullets.
Can’t feel my legs, just the propulsion and
my hocks quivering upon every trot.
My skin was raw.
I was running, scared.
All alone.
Flashing before me brilliant lights
intense, blues and yellows.
The sound accompanying them alone could violate your mind into instanity.
Nature could destroy you.
Amidst the quiet air, foreboding
you would land again and feel gravity crushing impact
It blasted right behind me again, my pupils dilate
and nostrils flared at the scent of sulfur penetrating the air.
I figured: let the light engulf me.
I don't know how long I ran. Too long
An explosive flash too near...
life flashed before my eyes and everything was in slow motion.
I remembered.
I remember everything that I’d ever forgotten in my conscious mind...
The words said to me, the dreams I’d had, my failures, my successes...
Everything returned in an instant.
And I realize that I’m on the ground,
Mane singed and steaming
Numb.
Mind slows and vision fades to black. Pale grains of sand encrust my eyelashes.
the surf crashes over my hoof
Leaving behind a phantom chill.
I hear my heart beat in my ears, a steady ring. is intensifying
My heart tightens and seems to hold
but I cannot struggle.
I blank.
At that moment... We know death.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.