Dance Of His Heartbeat
“I will dance and resist and dance and persist and dance. This heartbeat is louder than death.” ~ Suheir Hammad Where are you going? My thoughts asked. The familiar apartment front door, which had always greeted me so warmly in times past, now stood before me. Its closed doors loomed over me like a haunting death sentence. I shivered as my feet stood implanted onto the asphalt street like stone. Thunder exploded in the overcast skies. There was going to be a thunderstorm tonight. I hated thunderstorms. They unnerved me. Where was I going? I was going to hell that’s where. Which was why I shouldn’t be here. Here wasn’t a place a person like me should be. I pulled tighter at what was left of my scanty torn dress to try to cover my exposed body against the cold. I felt naked. Why are you here? Did I know? Perhaps a part of me still believed I could get a second chance. Another s...