Different World-Day 16

It’s a place without cars or handicap access. The only way there is to walk. Miles back into the Pecos Wilderness of Northern New Mexico, a creek dances around a mountain before being swallowed by it. Water rumbles down the hole. The entrance is tall enough for a man to stand in. Slick enough to suck him under. Dark. Deep. Dangerous.


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About Elisabeth Crisp / @crisplyspoken

I write funny stories about serious subjects.

Posted on August 16, 2012, in Just One Thing, Writers Write and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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