Monday, November 1, 2021

Two Trees

A ghost tree in a field in Mississippi. It was used for the hanging of a man. The tree wailed and raged, but was not heard. It died that night - frozen, insane with its silence in the grim twilight. A different tree, a new tree appears and grows around the ghost tree, but the ghost tree remains inside. It rises up when dusk comes and races around within the second tree - howling, crying, mad. The second tree hears, but can only remain still and await the rain, the sunlight, the wind in its branches.



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