“She arrived like a tempest,
or something of that ilk.
She seized my sinister hand
and dragged me in her wake.
Two frantic souls were racing,
bound by a common rope.
“Do not falter,” she cried to me,
“Οnce we have gained enough distance,
I shall introduce you
to illustrious dead.”
By Takis Pierrakos (all rights reserved)



