Gone But Never Forgotten

I’d been driving for hours. My brain and body aching for sleep.  Searching, searching, for anyone.  For any human life. But I am surrounded only by dirt and trees on these broken roads. The rusty door of my pickup truck creaks as I push it open to stand on the dry soil at the end of this dusty vacant trail. “Is there anyone out here?” I yell into my own echo. My hope of finding a single soul dwindling with my gritty voice as the days pass. The virus is gone, but so are the people. Gone, but never forgotten. … Continue reading Gone But Never Forgotten