Small Stone For 2 February, 2018

Posted on February 3, 2018 | 1 Comment

If I spoke with my hands and not my mouth, if my words were framed with graceful gestures and the eloquence of agile fingers, how would I whisper secrets in the shushing darkness? When it is eyes, not speechless ears, that hang on every word, would flirtation be a tango for two hands, and anger jazz and swash like Martha Graham? Would girl talk swirl and flutter through the fingers like a restless flock of sparrows? Could I soliloquize without a mirror?

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One response to “Small Stone For 2 February, 2018”

  1. shoreacres | February 3, 2018 at 3:14 pm | Reply

    A creative thought, beautifully expressed.

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