Through Glass

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This Edition, September 2013

To

Daniel

Who puts up with me

Table Of Contents

Everyone remembered the day the sky went black. The day the sun was wiped from the sky. They remember the wind as it brought in the darkness; the way the earth shook and everything changed.

Everyone remembered the screams as the darkness ate those who were out in the open, those who had surrounded themselves by light, and those who made noise.

Everyone remembered the voice from the sky and the way food disappeared.

At least, that’s what I hoped. I hoped that there was an ‘everyone’ that would remember because I am not sure how many are left, how many survived. Or if anyone did.

I hoped that I wasn’t alone.

I remembered that day.

I remembered because it was the day I
became
alone.

It was the day that everything was perfect until the monsters took it away. The house went silent and the birds stopped singing. It was the day everyone disappeared, everyone except Cohen who was the only person I had seen in two years.

I had seen him every day; and each day, I think of that last, perfect day and of that kiss I had stolen from him.

It made it so I was not alone in the dark, even though I was. Because Cohen was not really here. He is there, just through the glass.