all of them united

She clicked off the remote and let herself linger in the silence for a breath. What had she just watched? 

A cacophony of emotions clambered through her limbs, like a pack of rabid, barking dogs. Frustration, embarrassment, shame, anger. Unable to move any other part of her body, she curled each toe into a small foot fist. And like the blazing fires that were ripping through her state’s countryside, she let that anger bundle into a biting determination. And in that moment, she fully understood that they had the power to take it back and build their future. All of them. United. 

-b

September 30, 2020

Photo Credit: Clint Patterson