Waves

Trapped within this bubble, I feel nothing of the arid landscape that surrounds me. I sit in subjugation, offered scraps to feed upon; amuse-bouche for the soul, or so I imagine. Apportioned morsels to sustain me, but never more than your callous ego will allow. Yes, I have licked the plate and the tang has seared my tongue, left a residue of shame that will forever taint my palate. I once soared with as much grace and majesty as the prey that circles overhead – a dangerous companion to adopt, folly perhaps, as I know what it awaits.

Freedom, such a simple thing, stolen from me by destiny’s choice; a truth mourned beyond measure. I was vibrant once, as vibrant as the now desiccated tree before me. I see its brittle limbs, its exposed bones; the crack that foretells of the next fractured moment. I live that moment with every breath, forever caught just before the fall, perpetually suspended in a state of flux. With bowed back, I am forced to genuflect, to stare into a shallow pool that lacks reflection; a me without identity, stripped of all dignity. With broken wings, I stagnate in this cage never to glide on lighter waves of air again.

~ Nina D’Arcangela

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30 thoughts on “Waves

  1. I’ve been reading this twice a day since Tuesday, and I have to say that I am still wrapping my mind around how you conjured a vast range of emotions in two paragraphs. Well written, well shown, and well done indeed, Nina!

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  2. I don’t know how you do it, Nina. You’ve captured an amazing and quick piece from an equally amazing photo! Your words conveyed the emotion in the pic! Not only that but your prose stands just as powerful and moving on its own. Well done!

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  3. Reblogged this on and commented:
    Nina has an ability to summon a wide range of emotions from a reader with her elegant horror, and in this weeks Pen of the Damned, she strikes awe in my eyes with her piece “Waves”. I look up to writers likes this, who can keep it short and vivid and vast and longing for more. Her prose, illustrious skills with words, paints the mind so well. Enjoy, friends!

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  4. Nina, what a wonderful blend of horror and poetry. So beautifully written that your prose sent waves through me as a felt your protagonist’s longing and sadness. With just an image and your words, you pulled me into another dimension. Well done!

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