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I will never be like you

December 22, 2010

You don’t see it. You are always on the verge, theres a tightness in your voice, a bother in your sigh. I can see it when you walk in a room, everyones on edge. You don’t understand, but I do. I am one of them. I am one of them watching you but they do not live with you like I do. No, they know but they do not really know. They do not know how your grip is strong and bruising, they do not know your voice is deep and grating. They do not see your mocking, but I do. They do not see your obsessing, they do not understand how oppressing , but then you, you have changed as quickly as you were the same… They see, but they do not see as I see. You are yourself until you are angry, then you become someone else. Someone others do not see, no you save this side for me and your family.  I will never be like you.

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A winter birch tree.

December 3, 2010

It’s all curled up and asleep in my hand, its tiny heart beating a mile a minute. There is not a thing in the world that could capture its soft spirit: It is so tiny. The cold wind whips around me as snow flurries begin to fall; I gently kneel down and recover the nest, placing the baby mouse back inside. It is something to incredibly simple yet, complicated. I shiver to think of the task before the mother mouse. After placing the board back , i quickly cover it over with snow, taking care to check over my shoulder to see if anyone is watching. Then, brushing the clumped snow off my knitted mittens, I hurry up the icy path, away from the old barn.

There is a bang as the door blows shut behind me, sending cold air whirling around the living room. The house is filled with the glow of a winter fire and the smell of fresh-baked bread. I sit down in the faded floral upholstered chair, yanking off my boots, while the wind howls outside.