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   Arrow Rock • 24 The Dead's Unspoken Cry for Help  Amber Brevig  Sunlight filters through the shades,   casting dusty shadows in the empty house   where the unknown woman died,  the  windows of which have finally cracked   and given way to her fermented smell      The slightest of winds pass through to stir   the scent of rot and urine undulating  through  the air   It slithers through small openings,   breaking free  and spreading out;   allowing sinuous tendrils to unwind    and choke unwitting passer-bye  with  its longing for life   It crashes, smashing through clasped nostrils and held breaths,   disregarding its overwhelming nature   in the hopes of sparking  a memory.      This sickly sweet scent of  decay and  death,  having drawn the attention it  ached for   so desperately,  dissipates  finally through the town      Arrow Rock • 25  as doors are forced in  and its decrepit  birthplace is   discovered,   lamented,   and buried deep down,  leaving its  scream to fade away and die.   

The Dead’s Unspoken Cry for Help

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The Dead’s Unspoken Cry for Help

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