Kentucky Stories of Loss
It stormed last night in Shelbyville. Lightning streaked through the windows of my second floor apartment, keeping me wide awake and in fear. There was no rainfall but I could hear it still. I was never scared of lightning before this. Now anything but clear skies strikes up a dose of bad memories and anxiety.
Sometimes I think that I’ve healed; moved on. But when rain pours or lightning strikes, I’m back home in east Kentucky — underwater.