Wednesday, January 6, 2010

tribute# 134 - H

shot me dirty looks whenever I dragged a foot. I couldn't tell
where floor was with my habit of sitting cross-legged, numbness
pin-and-needles nearly daily. but knew he felt I was mocking him,
the egocentric one with coincidentally prosthetic limb.


SandyCarlson said...

That's amazing. I sit here and say "yeah" and take it in. I have known this experience on an emotional level. Beautifully wrought.

Pearl said...

thanks Sandy.