“I’ll Stay” by Funkadelic

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He drew pictures of monuments on the sidewalk with chalk, only for them to collapse after days of rain. Under orange street lights, the preacher asked him why he was so sad. Communication turned into confession. A strange beautiful thing, this concrete baptism. When the river rose he could not speak at all, held like a spellbound wax wing hanging in the air over the sound of something whispered. He said, I’ll wait, I’ll stay. I’ll survive on fresh life and hot fire. Please, he said into the darkness, return to me when the rain stops falling.

-Scott Daughtridge

10419420_10152342061354163_2690971138308075025_nScott Daughtridge lives in Atlanta where he helps run Lostintheletters, a literary organization. Most recently, his work has appeared in CHEAP POP, Midwestern Gothic, Necessary Fiction, Storychord and other places. Lame House Press released his chapbook, I Hope Something Good Happens, in 2014.

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