Arrêt

We’re playing frisbee on the side of a snow-covered mountain. I look down, and realize I’m on a knife edge ridge. Frisbee doesn’t seem like such a good idea now.

The others are gone and I experience the sensation of falling; my feet give out as the snow falls away below, the feeling of an avalanche starting. I shove my arms in the snow and bolt myself to the mountain, hanging on. It stops, I hold.

 

 

About pinklightsabre

William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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One Response to Arrêt

  1. prayingforoneday says:

    Please accept this award
    Tagged In – Blog Nomination

    http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com/2013/03/19/tagged-in-blog-nomination/

    Thank you
    Shaun

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