Barbara Tate Sayre

Shadow of a Doubt

Fire trucks drown the sound of thunder to the south and lightning flashes trace the track of the storm.

Wrapped in a blanket I stand outside watching the apartment burn, water streaming in the windows, flames licking the night. Forgetting to breathe till my chest hurts, I take a breath, remembering.

dark of the moon
the old cat moves
her kittens

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About the Author

Barbara Tate Sayre began writing for publication in 1968. Her stories, poetry and articles have appeared in a wide range of publications and anthologies over the years. Originally from Akron, Ohio she currently resides in Winchester, Tennessee.

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