Metal

Metal

The power of the music
drew me closer to the stage
moving in a rhythmic trance
I knew of no yesterday
no today
no tomorrow
I watched the band
the players and their skill
sweaty flesh on all sides
decibels penetrating my skull
and all I could consciously thing was–
do they remember me?

(journal entry 23 Sept 1996)

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About Kirsten Tautfest

Writer. I've done a lot of living in almost 40 years. My first two self-published books in print/Kindle are what I have termed serial soccer fiction. Red Tales is based around a professional soccer team, set in 1998 their inaugural year, and traces the lives of the players, staff, and fans and how they all intertwine and collide for better or for worse.
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