Fiction, prose

Safer Ground, pt 2

(Revisited with audio)

no one is around (part one)

She didn’t say anything.
Why wasn’t she saying anything?

But she had. She just couldn’t hear her.
She had always heard her through her heart, and now it was frozen to her cheeks.
He lifted her up as her chest was caving in. He sang instead. The words she had taught him when they met, years before.
The ones she had heard from her mother’s friend. Before they never saw him again.
“Little girl, there’s safer ground…”

That ground. Rising up out of the sea of him.


mother they are coming again
they come to shoot what we already lost
mother they are coming again
our silver covered by their rust

father they are coming again
they come to jail the things that i have seen
father they are coming again
burning minds to keep the ruin clean

no one is around

„little girl there’s safer ground
 follow the sea and you will find that place
 little girl there’s safer ground
 come take your years and put them in their hands“



40 thoughts on “Safer Ground, pt 2

  1. Pingback: no one is around – say no to clowns

  2. Good to revisit this one too, and I never did do what I had contemplated doing. Perhaps I still will with your permission? Your words are powerful and speak fully without anything I could add. Wonderful to revisit this one and again, I guess since I didn’t catch the song last time, to be able to catch it this time. A beautiful piece all around.

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