It was the most amazing sunrise today. Winnie ran up and down hills at the park while I sat on the bench. Everything was orange. I was a living sepia filter. Each minute the orange turned lighter. I looked at Winnie, and back at the sky. It was already gone.
It’s been almost a year since my little brother tried committing suicide. He is alive. He’s had funny, wonderful experiences since then. I don’t know what his mind is doing, but he is alive.
Unpublished Post: November 2017