Bio Note: I am a retired Registered Nurse, voracious reader, lover of art who still draws and paints, and always a writer. Hoping to continue and keep learning for a good while, maybe even publish a collection before the final bell. This community has been a real treasure for me, and a source of inspiration and delight.
From the Start
They should have known I was trouble when at three I threw a tantrum because the sun set should have known I’d never be an easy fit or an easy fix always at odds with the real undermining hopes and expectations so obstinate in my refusal of the usual they feared I might someday deny the law of gravity and lose touch with more than sanity unlock my grip on the earth itself and come untethered rising like a loose balloon far out of reach
It was so soft I almost didn’t hear the sound of your heart breaking bad enough we’re here in the last room you will know bad enough this is our last chance to sit with you to touch warm flesh to warm flesh and you already so far away all we see is the flicker of your last dreams moving across your face you have no words for us but we keep talking to you to each other telling our stories worn smooth as beads in the rosary of lives lived together a comfort shared like a last meal before the long journey you’ll take alone far past the reach of even the most beloved voice
Night comes down like fog. The air greys and thickens until trees hang like ghosts suspended between earth and sky, tenuous as dreams like night blooming flowers waiting to unfold their perfumes, the intoxicating smoke of old magics rising wild and strange dangerous as a ceremony of witches dancing under the moon with odd partners Disturbingly familiar until the curtain lifts and you wake with nothing but a fading trace of remembered music fragile as a fairy ring left in the grass
©2022 Mary McCarthy
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