the arrival was explicitly late
perhaps a thirty minute exercise in deep breathing
before the rigors of dog-paddling through family introductions
their hand shakes heavy and braced for the reflexive tug
search
and translation found
in the instinctive nod of sanction
written in infinitesimal turn of lip
up or down
he journeys
from hand to hand
finalé of fingertip brushing across palm
subliminal theme reads
“I’m still me”
on the far side of the room
there is rhythm
metered spasm of body and thought
sipping coffee with an eye looking out at the world
over a precarious rim
finding clarity to the meaning of ‘holding one’s breath’
Ah, Jeanne Rene, you've instilled wisdom into this piece, with subtle acrimony. I feel I was there, watching the whole scene of deference and defilement...
A strongly evocative piece of esoteric realism, distilled into reluctant understanding, on a broad-band level of sharing.
Just a simple gathering of the Gay & Lesbian Activist Association of New Birch and Sipsboror (GLAABS) and we plunge down a hilarious ride to perdition.
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A strongly evocative piece of esoteric realism, distilled into reluctant understanding, on a broad-band level of sharing.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Funny how a simple handshake can win someones approval but there are always those that are skeptical. Very well written.