Serena

by Ron Rash

They’ll work harder if they live like Spartans.”

That’s what I want, everything a part of you also a part of me.”

“He said I simply refused to die.”

“It’s a hard place this world can be. No wonder a baby cries coming into it. Tears from the very start.”

“Pardon me,” he said. “I should never have doubted your knowledge of venom.”

“This is what we want,” she said, her voice deepening, the emotion so often controlled fully unbridled now. “To be like this always. No past or future, pure enough to live totally in the present.”

“It’s very relevant,” Serena said. “My experience has been that altruism is invariably a means to conceal one’s personal failures.”

Most folks stay in the dark and then complain they can’t see nothing.”