Still Dead

Sep. 1st, 2012 05:21 pm
bronzechimera: (Default)
[personal profile] bronzechimera
March 13, 2010 - "Still Dead" (Faye)

Rather than begin the story, I will end it.

I don’t remember the exact date I took my own life, nor do I remember the details of my experience. I want to be able to give this place a name, but in life I was not religious and I do not feel that it is fitting.

Here in death, everything is black. It’s frightening, but calming at the same time. I have a desk with painted, peeling wooden legs and a rickety chair. On the top of the desk I have an ancient brass typewriter – with a delete key! Plus, there is an endless supply of paper.

Most of the time I write about my life. Since I am now blessed with a photographic, superior memory, I describe what it was like to crawl out of my mother’s womb and into the world. I remember the color shirt my father wore when he held me for the first time.

I close my eyes and grip the sides of my chair. Suddenly they’ve become Jason’s hands, which were simultaneously rough and warm. Now I feel the weight of his arms around me, and his nose in my hair. But this feeling is quickly replaced by terrible longing for what does not exist.

I died when I was fifty-seven years old. While my body here is as beautiful as it was when I was seventeen, I am an old woman. I feel even more tired and burdensome than I was when I was young. What a horrible feeling.

Often I wonder where Jason is. I miss him and I want to see him again. Didn’t every religion promise me that I would get to see him again? Oh – that’s right. I wasn’t religious.

Where’s my grandson? I want to see how he would have grown up. Yet I wonder if he’s still a baby. I wonder if his face is still pinched and his skin is milky, translucent; I wonder if he is able to use his lungs.

We’re dead, though, so breathing shouldn’t matter.

I stop breathing.

I’m still dead.
From:
Anonymous
OpenID
Identity URL: 
User
Account name:
Password:
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
Subject:
HTML doesn't work in the subject.

Message:

 
Notice: This account is set to log the IP addresses of people who comment anonymously.
Links will be displayed as unclickable URLs to help prevent spam.

November 2012

S M T W T F S
     123
45678910
11121314151617
18192021222324
252627282930 

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags