“I miss you. I missed you even when I was with you. Back at the camp, it wasn’t you who did it. You were wrong, because I’m still here, and you could be too and he could be. I know the answer – I know why.” ~Michonne
You may have noticed Words has been a bit… dead lately, well we thought what better time to resurrect Words from the dead, just like a zombie, for a special edition in honor of The Walking Dead’s return tonight. Some of you may remember Volume 16, when Cayman and I both shared work, and Mary and Michelle shared their stunning photography. Well, the gangs all here again! Thanks to Cayman, Mary, and Michelle for joining Christy and me for a very special edition of Words… ~Jennie
“Things aren’t over. They’re not over.” ~Glenn
If you were the last person on Earth
By Michelle Terry
I followed you
You pulled me
Your pretty words
dripped with poison
painted your promises
and led me right to here
Cloudy and grey
weathered and worn
splintered like the bridge
that lays between us
One to strike
one to toss
“You don’t need a picture of me. You never will again.” ~Maggie
“I guess I’m losing hope that you can hear me, but there’s always that chance isn’t there? That slim chance. It’s all about slim chances now.” ~Rick
“I can’t profess to understand God’s plan, but when Christ promised a resurrection of the dead, I just thought he had something a little different in mind.” ~Hershel
The City Was
By Mary Pierce
A bowl of pearls over which
sun shimmered beatifically.
On rainy days, its luster brought me to my knees.
I looked across the river
and wept for the view.
I wanted to climb its granite walls,
look through its glassy eyes, windows to the soul
of hope, prosperity,
and the future.
To sing the songs only the city knew.
I almost made it there.
is the same as
Only the dead live there now.
A city without eyes cannot see
It has no words, no tunes
it can remember.
Pearls roll into the river
and drown in mud.
A shroud of decay
is left instead,
all that remains.
It will swim the river, and I,
watching the city, will be brought
to my knees, and I will
weep for the view.
I almost got away.
is the same as
“The world ended. Didn’t you get the memo?” ~Amy
“If I had known the world was ending, I would have brought better books.” ~Dale
“The world we know is gone, but keeping our humanity? That’s a choice.” ~Dale
“They’re people.” ~Hershel
By Cayman Thorn
Looking to make funeral music with that special someone . . .
I guess you could say I’m a people person. I love meeting new people, as long as they have a pulse and are limited in their mobility. I’m not the shy type, so the more the merrier as far as I’m concerned.
I love slow walks to anywhere at all. I’m in no rush to find the next great love of my life, but I will confess that it would be nice to have a partner on those long, cold nights when I’m looking for a good meal with good company. I only dine out since I can’t cook to save my life, literally speaking. Ethnic or American fare, it’s all good.
If you were to ask my friends to describe me, they would probably just groan since, well . . . they’re dead too. If asked to describe myself in a word? Organic. I believe we all have to do our part for the environment. After all, you only live twice!
My ideal mate would be someone who is generous and open minded. Someone who knows what it means to take that long slow walk to eternal hell. Religion, race and political affiliation are not important to me. Age and hygiene, even less so.
As for me, I am a member of the Oakland Raiders (The only NFL team to make a seamless transition to the zombie apocalypse). And I enjoyed a bucket list moment when I met the Clintons recently. They were delicious! I attend church, when there are live parishioners inside.
I would love to hear from you, and who knows? Maybe we will end up walking through the apocalypse together.
“grrrr argh…” ~ A Walker
“The best case scenario, we step outside into a hellstorm of bullets, fire and walkers.” ~Eugene
“You shoot me again? You best pray I’m dead.” ~Daryl
“You smell the gunpowder and you see the blood. You know what that means? It means you’re alive. It means you won. You take the heads so that you don’t ever forget.” ~The Governor
“C’mon, man, don’t give me that gansta shit.” ~T-Dog
“You don’t know what we had to go through out there, the things we’ve had to do. I bet you’ve had to do some of those things yourself. Am I right? ‘Cause ain’t nobody’s hands clean in what’s left of this world. We’re all the same.” ~Dave
“You walk outside, you risk your life. You take a drink of water, you risk your life. Nowadays you breathe and you risk your life. You don’t have a choice. The only thing you can choose is what you’re risking it for.” ~Hershel
“I may not have what it takes to last for long, but that’s okay. ‘Cause at least I can say that when the world goes to shit, I didn’t let it take me down with it.” ~Dale
“You gotta stay who you are, not who you were.” ~Beth
“We’re strong enough that we can still help. And we can handle ourselves if things go wrong. We’re strong enough that we don’t have to be afraid and we don’t have to hide.” ~Carl
“You’re gonna be fine. You are going to beat this world, I know you will. You are smart, and you are strong, and you are so brave, and I love you. You gotta do what’s right, baby. You promise me you will always do what’s right. It’s so easy to do the wrong thing in this world. So… so if it feels wrong don’t do it, alright? If it feels easy don’t do it, don’t let the world spoil you. You’re so good. My sweet boy. Best thing I ever did… I love you! I love you. My sweet, sweet boy, I love you! Goodnight, love.” ~Lori’s last words
I’m standing on top of the Stratosphere casino thinking about jumping. I’m not sure how I ended up here. I was in a taxi on my way to surprise you. I couldn’t face the end of the world without you by my side. There was a crash, mayhem, zombies everywhere. I started running. All I could see was your face, like a beacon, and somehow I ended up here, like God had herded me. And now, with the zombies closing in, He wants me to jump.
Why would I jump? I keep thinking about that Will Smith movie we watched together, Hitch, and how he says “Because that’s what people do. They leap, and hope to God they can fly.”
It’s you. You’re the only one who has ever made me feel like I can fly. And if I have to jump to get to you, to escape, then I will. Whatever it takes. I see that now. It’s you. It’s always been you.
I don’t know if you’ll get this note. It may be futile, but I have to try. I have to write it out. Everything I’ve ever written has been a love letter to you.
I love you. I love you. I love you. A thousand times I love you. I’ve been so blind, it’s always been you, always the greatest fan of my life, always trying to love me, only love me. And I wouldn’t let you. I let my pride and anger get in the way, I let fear control me. I’m so sorry. I love you so very much.
From the moment I laid eyes on you, I believed in reincarnation. In an instant, I saw all of our lives tumbling, colliding, into a great shock of bright light…and I knew with every fiber of my being. I knew we were born to be together. In every lifetime. You are all of my yesterdays. You are every single one of my tomorrows. My heart and yours are one. And like homing pigeons, we will always return to each other. And I know how chiche that sounds, but dammit, it’s true. It’s always been you.
That’s why I know I have to jump. I have to make my way back to you. It’s inevitable. You and I, we are eternal. Time is meaningless. We will always find each other.
I can’t wait to see you again. I want to melt into your arms, I want your hands in my hair, your breath on my neck, I want to hold you close and feel your heart beating against my chest. I want to come home. I’ve missed you for so long. I am so homesick for your arms. I just want to come home. I love you so much.
I’m coming home, baby, I’m flying home.
“I don’t want to be afraid of being alive.” ~Maggie
“The whole world is haunted now. We are who we are and we do what we do… And there’s no getting out of that. Not until we’re dead.” ~Tyreese
“Running is not an option.” ~Glenn
“Is this real? Am I here? Wake, wake up.” ~Rick
Hello, I don’t know if anyone is still listening, still able to listen, but I will continue to broadcast as long as I am able because I like to think you are still out there, that you can still hear me. Even just this connection to you through airwaves and static is enough to make me feel real, as if I still exist as a part of something more than just this living nightmare the world has become. And maybe it helps you feel the same.
We still exist. We can still be. We have to; we’re all that is left to begin the world again. Someone said that once, that it is within our power to begin the world again. We can. We have to. We are the ones who will need to begin this world again. We are the ones who can take all that was broken, all that lead to this end, and create a new beginning from it. We have no other option, no viable option except to accept that this is the end and I refuse to do that. I chose to seek hope in despair.
Hope to heal. Hope to begin again. Hope to make something better than what we became. Hope that this is a new beginning and not the end it feels like.
Hope that you are still there, that you can still hear me.
Be safe. Be brave. Survive. And within it all keep hope burning.
“Stay off the road. Keep moving. Keep your eyes open. I don’t know, just… just be safe. Maybe we’ll see you in Fort Benning some day. Rick; signing off.”
This week’s playlist features music by Ben Howard, Johnny Cash, Clutch, Tom Waits, Sigur Rós and more:
Gratitude to Michelle Terry of MamaMickTerry, Cayman Thorn of Drinks Well With Others, Mary Pierce of A Wilderness of Words, and of course our own Christy for providing words and images for this apocalyptic edition of words! And to our readers, we hope you enjoyed this edition of Words for the Weekend, we thank you all for reading! ~Jennie