the moutains of the moon

the moutains of the moon

fiction
edward w pritchard

the mountains of the moon are far off
hard to get to and treacherous when you find them
the rocks are sharp and the valleys are deep
jump and you fly a long way
darkness surrounds you
and small meteors shred your body
watch the stars and dark matter
as the air hisses from your cherished recollections

there kiss her pain

there kiss her pain

fiction
edward w pritchard

there kiss her pain
their life, your fall
there tomorrow, your past
their future, your sadness
their there
your gone
there smile