by Alexander Salas
I’d never been afraid of the dark till I saw his ebony eyes. Darker than the darkest, the two black pits stared back at me. I wanted to run, but the man approached me at my lowest.
Shame overtook my fear. A ‘better life’ for my family he promised. Everything I’d lost would be returned and so much more.
Cornered, I shook the man’s cold hand. I shivered. Dread swam in my blood. Desperation won.
As we completed the handshake, a bird busted out of my chest and flew away. Silhouetted by the growing dusk, it disappeared in a matter of moments.
Afterwards, my life became a shadow of what it once was.