There are about a trillion stories
about the first date and the
weird thing that happened there
and they all open up their palms
in front of your face to show
you that little nugget they found
in themselves.
Or sometimes they pull a coin out
of your ear or a little bunny - by
its ridiculous ears - out of a formal
lid or they pinch your nose
and rip it right off your face and wave it
right there under where it used to be.
A trillion stories all thinking they
tricked a little kid
with flooded toilets and chipped
teeth and racist family members
or cab drivers
stalled cars or flat tires
allergic reactions
burning hair
things that pry our limbs apart
like bear traps, waiting.
Things that press us into each other
like we're looking for homes
looking for chores and a fireplace
a kitchen table
things that pull little collided remixes
of ourselves right out of us.
Reach right up in-between our thighs and yank them out.
Little versions of these stories
that are easily impressed
and who believe in Magic.
Little kids who want to sit in those
homes and listen to a trillion
stories about where they came from.
...
a pretty recent one. less of a downer.
-andy
Arts and Health Publication
4 months ago
One of the best arguments I have heard for not watching tv was the man (can't even come close to remembering who he was) was talking about how in his childhood, for entertainment, everyone would sit around and share stories from their lives (mostly the elders). This had one benefit of establishing a rich oral tradition in his family. But he also wondered, in our culture where we turn to tv for entertainment, we aren't out there creating new memories AND we aren't sharing them, so what will we be sharing with our children? Stories about the crazy antics of Bart and Lisa Simpson or Ross and Rachel's complicated romance? It was interesting food for thought, and this piece made me think about it.
ReplyDeleteAs always, thanks for sharing.
Delightful, though it does remind of this story...
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