Excerpt. Tidal Wave

Tidal Wave
Brady, Krissy
ISBN 13: 978-0-9781947-8-9
Paperback; perfect bound; 5.5 x 8.5

Sample Excerpt, © Rain Publishing Inc.


DAY IN,
DAY OUT
How surreal it is to wake up to the same view every morning,
Knowing it will be like this
Day in, day out.
Your memories are held tightly in your secret vault.
Knowing you cannot hide causes a volcano to erupt
As you continue down the forgotten path.
It does exist.
You’re not being punished.
You will begin and end in innocence.
I want to be more like you
So I’m less like myself.
I long to live with different flesh, different ideas,
Different voices,
Day in, day out.

I am just like you




TRADITION

A metaphysical mind
would ask whom you were, this person who has
faded into stone.
The music that plays
is a time machine.
Others easily remember you,
and discuss your poses
stamped on film.
They are evidence that you were here.
Would you have become more
had you not turned into clay?
Because of your sudden disappearance, you are looked for
in your offspring and their every trait.
Although my knowledge of you is in shards, it is comforting to know
that you’ll no longer change.