Minutia

Today I wear a white T-shirt with nothing on it. I wear it blank as an affront to this world of mind-arresting slogans.

And I wonder…in an age of near reality surrounded by fabricated stimuli, does a body forget?

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Reminded…

As I walk I feel a tenuous wake of air curl around my lenses and brush my eyelashes.

As I walk in the warmness that is an August morning I peel a small wooden match using my fingernails until I’m left with a point that fits easily between my teeth and I push out a poppy seed stuck there from breakfast toast.

As I walk I feel my heels compress the soles of my sandals and hear a gritty reply from the stones that lodge in the gavel parking lot.

And I consider that there is nothing wrong with our age that an attentive walk couldn’t fix.

2 Comments

  1. as always, you’re imagery is wonderful.

    how is it that we began wearing ‘designer labels’ and paid extra to advertise for them? blank clothes….that’s what i wear save for the odd t-shirt made by an independant artist.

    my body , thankfully, HASN’T forgotten the feel of man-made fabrics….ew, yuck, i can’t breathe! and almost all that is is fabricated, n’est pas? a walk, tiny glimpses of nature…..or into the forest where we are reminded we are nothing compared to nature. yes, a walk is good 😀

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