Tuesday, October 7, 2008

The Rush

by Jackson Ferrell

I'm not supposed to be here

Skeleton key. Padlock slides off easy.

not supposed to be here

Flashlight. Black raincoat in the locker. Put it on. Hurry.

not supposed to

Footsteps outside. Shut locker, replace padlock. C'mon, hurry! Go!


When the guard walks in, I'm long gone: sprinting through the rain toward the docks.

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