Shape Shifter

It all started when I forgot Math.  The test before me seemed like a jungle of numbers I could not comprehend.  And my hands… My hands were no longer my hands.  The scales that formed upon them couldn’t weigh a single grain of sand.  Answers seemed like a quest in a foreign place I learned […]

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Stepping Stones

Life is a series of stones, I’ve come to believe. Some solid. Some cracked to the bone. Some hidden. Some known. One step, two step, red step, blue step.  Blind step, new step.   “I’m afraid,” I say, “you step.” His response, “I step. You step.”

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Time’s Iris

Time swiftly navigated the cold tile floor of the room they called mine and positioned himself at the side of the bed that was assigned to me.  He adjusted his oval reading glasses and from his hip revealed a pen.  With a click of the hammer, Time readied his instrument and prepared for notetaking on […]

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I am Christmas Morning

I sign another line.  This time, I do not think about the hoops and swirls and dots. I don’t stop to break a stroke. My hand is stable and my eyes are dry. I flip the paper. I sign another line… …It was a long time ago.  When I was young, younger than you are […]

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Between Men

I listen as he talks. His hands move in sync with his mouth.  His fingers and his voice dance together in perfect modulation.  His wavelength is hypnotic and while he is not talking to me directly, I am transfixed enough to forget temporarily that he has trained himself to perform this wonderful manipulation, “Diane claimed our program […]

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The Big Win

There were two men.  One was a good man who acted in malicious ways. The other was a bad man who wore the mask of a good one.  I loved them both.  I was deceived by both. One tricked me with a lie.  The other made me out for a fool.  Both were absorbed with […]

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Hey Big Spoon

Hey Big Spoon, I want you to know that I would be your Little Spoon.  I would kiss your hands, your cheaks and your nose.  I would kiss each eye, forevermore.  And hey Big Spoon, I know you have things to do.  Agendas and plans and places to conquer.  Titles and people.  Roles and ideas. […]

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