Before Men Before they slipped into the oohs and ahhs at my sudden givings over to pain, to confusion: Wait! Where is my father? (I am dreaming of my ghost-limb, my old battle wound, gaping.) Oh Night! Take me back! I want to be back in the world Between the headboard and the wallpaper, where my head presses to the vent, voices from the den travel up Into my ears as small as baby fists. Sail me into time! The hot tail of a meteor, a field somewhere in South Jersey. 1983. Drop me! Into a world before men: The Pre-Man Era. A glitch in time before men started in on me, before their fingers started in- all over me. j.pastiloff Thank you for taking the time to read my writing. I will be adding more. If you would like to post a comment about my writing please send me an e-mail. Comments From My Readers |
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