snatching up the tools of her trade gathering together her books, her notes small remnants of her life
eyes wide with fear her flatmate clutches their little dog to her chest
travelling by train, on foot they finally reach the border her skills, at least are portable
inspired by an article from yesterday’s SA Sunday Times in which three SA final year students escaped from Ukraine to Slovakia (their little dog, Mowgli, made it out too) Image credit: Houcine Ncib @ Unsplash The image shows a girl carrying an oversized geometry set in her arms, looking directly at the camera.
fingers slipping joints clicking every moment counts digits creaking thoughts fading time is running out no more posting no more scrolling you can’t WhatsApp me now battery’s dying signal’s failing . . .
Image credit: 8machine@ Unsplash The image shows two skeleton’s hands reaching towards a digital device enveloped in purple-pink haze.
The wheel spins which one will win? how much has each invested? This week’s wage a watch, a car? Too much, for sure don’t doubt it. The stakes are high their dreams are huge the risk of loss is greater. Don’t bet your life on the draw of a card for only the house always wins.
Come, join hands let’s walk together our hushed feet will fall softly on verdant ground pause by the sapphire stream listen to lush sounds murmuring water rustling leaves bird song, insects whirring breathe in, breathe deeply scents of the earth fragrance of flowers close your eyes breathe in, breathe out taste the emerald air feel the dappled golden sun warming your face here, safe, embraced enfolded by nature let us share our stories in our woodland bower.