Brian Hall is Missing

I slid in the mud–voices on t.v. floated out the window, my owww an unnoticed howel to the hungry hangnail-moon. AIM yrs l8ter: OMG WTF EVER HAPPENED 2 BRIAN HALL? but that night broken glass was embedded in my foot. A long deep cut, bloody foot gushing on wet blades of grass… he chased me in circles, we rode out bikes without touching handlebars. We picked up broken window-shield glass, pretending the shards were priceless diamonds. We pulled hairs from giant green men, single strands at a time or in chunks connected to roots and dirt. Once I broke a branch off a tiny tree his dad planted, I grabbed it, put my full 60lbs into a swing, landing hand in hand with wrinkled leaf and bending limb.

One thought on “Brian Hall is Missing

  1. Hmmm, that was interesting. Looks like somethings will always remain mystery.

    I myself has been trying to solve the mystery of this legend for a wile now. Could not understand much though.

    Let me know in case you get to understand the mystery of the Old Hound and the Legend

    By the way, good writing style. I’d love to read more on similar topics

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