Moments can be burned into your mind forever.
You ever see that wall in Hiroshima, the one with the shadows of the people standing there when they got vaporized?
It’s like that.
When the bomb went off, it was like everything turned slow motion.
What had been a peaceful market was transformed into something hellish and surreal.
No fire, just people blown asunder.
Those who had lost something like a foot or arm walked around, looking everywhere for their missing pieces.
One little girl found she was still holding her daddy’s hand, but her daddy was gone, blown in half.
Chilling. You write so well.
Gawd! That’s depressing. Well done! 🙂
Such a telling vision of reality for some. Very well written
This is more like a reflection than a story. That said, you handled it well
I so love the tone in this… very much in minor key.
Stark and chilling.
Terrific, love it.
I’ll have to tweet this story in August under the Hiroshima hashtag; this puts a human face on this tragedy.
Awful but oh so real a pic!
I agree with Neil on this. But this could be an excellent poem.