Sunday Photo Fiction – May 5, 2019
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BATTLING INNER DEMONS
By Neel Anil Panicker
Drunk enough not to realise that the day had long ago slipped into night and that he was the sole person in the bar that now resembled a bombed out war zone.
The corner table abutting the window and the garden beyond was his fiefdom___there he lay, like a bloated pig, his bulbous head kissing the wooden top, arms, legs, torso all hanging around in different directions ala used pellets post a long battle.
And battle it was that he was waging.
Outside, oblivious to his plight, the tall pines poked at the clouds as angry gusts of wind lashed against rickety roofs tops, columns of shingles shaking and flapping in fear, ever in danger of spiraling away like dead leaves.
Just as the trees trembled and the earth began to rumble, and the skies above roared in anger, inside the roadside inn, and deep inside Rashid’s sloshed brain, the demons began to take form.