He saw her sitting in her car, immersed in a serious phone video call.
What did he think of her when he saw her like this in reality.
Was there respect and admiration, or did he decide he was barking up the wrong tree?
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(Title of multiple meanings)
He saw her sitting in her car, immersed in a serious phone video call.
What did he think of her when he saw her like this in reality.
Was there respect and admiration, or did he decide he was barking up the wrong tree?
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(Title of multiple meanings)
“Liking these curls, though!”
“I can stand straight – because I fight hard every day to regain such brief moments.”
“Hello, Crone…
At least I beat you back for thirteen years.
Although it’s clear you haven’t fought fair.
What the fu** do you want from me?!
And those hype-rs applauding ” Ooh, make friends with your inner crone!” can just keep walkung past me.
There you go, now – just keep. On. Walkin’…”
“It’s kind of shitty having disability.
I already knew this from caring for others outside of it.
But gee, look – now I get to have the same prize!”
“I need to be provided for.
Not just want, now – but need.
Where’s pride and safety come in?”
Unrequieted love
Injuries twisting pain
Financial instability
“No…just fecking no.”
“No school work today, and no rest tomorrow as bills and services cancel.
There is no easy way through.
No wonder I just want to stop and not try anymore.”
Literally.
She’d seen him walking toward her, and then later walking away.
Would he return – or was that his only advancement?
“She couldn’t care anymore about others’ opinions.
She needed the man inside his body.”
“WHY’D YOU BRING ME BACK TO LIFE IF I’M TO ALWAYS BE ALONE!!!!”
“I could help my body recover, if I were the therapist on the outside, rather than stuck within it.”
“Are you sure it’s me you want?
‘Cause I’m gonna need your help believing it.”
“I can create space.
I must allow myself to say no to everything trying to erase me.”
“I must be losing weight because as I lean forward typing on my phone with arms resting on upper thighs, shadows cast from an overhead light show in extreme relief the myofascial damage done by the car accident to tissues on the inside of my upper arms and across my biceps.
I’ve got to try slide-cupping this, again”
She knew that external age didn’t matter once into maturity – it was what was contained inside that either made real connection or embattled.
“All of them are too young for me, anyway!” she sobbed, her grief-stricken hand scattering the precious few pieces from the scrying table onto the wooden floor.
Our children
They rise
It’s their world
Move aside
Move Aside
Move Aside
Give way
This day
Ride the
New tide
Chatter patter
Pitter tatter
They don’t know
Don’t know
Any
Thing
Caw craw
Magaw
Delicate strapplings
Caught in trappings
Growling flaws
Extending claws
But none of it matters
Off course they shatter
Again and again
Again they end
Everywhere
Everywhere
Death and decay
Love missed
Forgotten
Forgotten
Madness swirls
All around
A hope
A chance
Surrounded
By sound
“I have some brain injury that interferes with visual data perception – ie: icons, pathway navigation relationships, once I engage my eyes to use the computer.
It also interferes with brain to vocal throat and jaw verbal transitions from thought to speech.
I mask this last bit well, but can feel the lag and glitches in stream of thought disruption and delays in muscle activation when I externally communicate.”
He didn’t understand why it was happening.
His parents just one day stopped truly seeing him.
Even when they spoke with him, it was as if they or he, were/was not truly present.
Were they distracted? Had he changed inside so quickly, so drastically?
Had he grown beyond their capacities of understanding?
They didn’t see his silence as an indicator that he was falling…falling deeper away from the norms of expectation.
“I have so that I may change.”
At last, he appeared…
By Athena Stairs, Octiber 16, 2025
You turn the page some
Even when not fun
And you always try to do better
And I love you all the more for it
I want to know you
Yes I adore you
But you’ve got your work cut out for you
Come say Hello while in my groove
And all the days and nights
We’re tossing turning
Could someday turn into
Our love that’s burning
If only we could find the way
I’d hold you in my arms each day
And everything we fought through pain
Once death in loss our hearts regain
So tell me how to reach for you
I’m falling
I know that we could see this through
My darling
And from this day ever more
Two hearts entwined they’ll sing of lore
And we can focus upon
Our just flying
Yeah
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