Challenge
Challenge of the Month XI: December
The Unknown. Perhaps it's our purpose, or an obscure branch of theoretical physics. Maybe it's the existence of a supreme being, or the origin of life. Or maybe it's something more personal. Write about something unknown. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
an unknowable love
i fell in love with a girl
whose name was the sound thunder makes
when it hits the ground.
she was not thunder, though.
her skin felt like falling,
her lips tasted like what rain should have been.
i am not sure that she was human,
nor was she alive.
for to breathe,
and to possess a beating heart,
is not to live.
she was not meant to fall in love.
she was not meant to kiss,
or to touch.
to inhale and exhale,
to feel the way fingers lock around each other.
she was meant to exist,
but not to live.
so she existed,
and i lived.
and together,
we were broken.
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