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Jane's avatar

STOP

Some parents want their kids to STOP talking STOP leaving their toys on the floor STOP fighting STOP waking up so early on weekends STOP chewing with their mouth open STOP talking back STOP poking their brother in the car STOP asking are we there yet STOP forgetting to brush their teeth or do their homework or take the trash out STOP growing up so fast STOP STOP STOP forgetting that this is our sign to STOP wishing away their childhoods and START pleading that you will someday take your last breath knowing that their lungs are still taking in air and that their heart continues beating long after yours has STOPPED

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Charlotte Hamrick's avatar

Mine is more a poem than a story, I think, but it’s what it wanted to be. And it was fun. I love your 2 stories, Kathy. Not to be negative but I have to say stories without any punctuation or some kind of visual pause (like in “Cracks”) is really hard on my eyes & a challenge to read. Anyway…..here’s my whatever-it-is which I cobbled together with words & phrases from a file I keep.

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There’s no other way to say this except >>>she was a tatterdemalion >>>over-caffeinated and full of spit>>>a wet melon in a tornado>>>a swelling purple bruise>>>the tart scent of a striking match>>>a glorious larval white monster>>>

{but also}

>>>a sea-colored sky>>>the exhilaration of flying horses>>>cool twilight in a mountain pass>>>a blown kiss landing on a cheek>>>the secret pleasure of a good deed untold>>>a juicy fruit pie>>>

{because experience has taught her}

>>>Our hearts are so much bigger than our broken parts>>>Our souls are so much stronger than our shredded parts<<<

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