Secrets & Windows

Four Small Stories

<One>
         A small boy witnesses the death of his father.
         A week later he goes into the father's closet and
         picks out one of his ties. He struggles with
         the ends, unable to fasten the knot.
         [The boy is the brother in story #4.]

<Two>
         A mother searches her son's desk drawer.
         There is a small glassine bag of heroin in the
         drawer but she doesn't see it. It's underneath a
         diary that she is afraid to open.
         [The mother is the woman in story #3.]

<Three>
         A woman stands on a street corner waiting.
         She's going to ask her husband for a divorce.
         Just as he arrives she goes to check her face
         in a store window but is unable to see herself.
         [The husband is the father in story #1.]

<Four>
         A man seeks forgiveness from his brother.
         It is an old wound. They sit down
         across from each other in a diner booth.
         They talk until they have nothing more to say.
         [The man is the son in story #2.]

Raised in a Tightrope Walking Family
You’d Think I’d Know a Little

somthing [about falling]
somthing [about faith]
somthing [about rules]
somthing [about performing]
somthing [about crowds]
somthing [about music]
somthing [about distance]
somthing [about slipping]
somthing [about time]
somthing [about balance]
somthing [about gravity]
somthing [about disappointment]
somthing [about magic]
somthing [about letting go]
somthing [about mass]
somthing [about going down]

The Sentence

Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.
Every day my mother's boyfriend smashes up our only TV.

Think of the Children

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