Bomb Shelter

Word prompt for this was ‘Subway,’ in 50 words. Still very much practicing writing such shorts.

Bairns rest in makeshift hammocks between metal tracks, fearful. Grown men and women create desperate distractions amongst the warmth and terror of strangers; bound as war family. Card games played between trembling silence. Disused subway trains; motionless ghost stills in the dark. Buried alive to survive the relentless bombings above.

© Natasha Sinclair

Author: Natasha Sinclair

Writer-Publisher, based in central Scotland.

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