Sons

Originally posted on Naming Names:
Somewhere. Out there. Is a son. He has her cells. He looks through her eyes; he speaks through her mouth with words she taught him to say decades ago. Her cells fly across the country as cargo in his bones. Her cells play guitar through the fingers that once fit…

“SAN FERNANDO VALLEY BYSTANDERS”

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Who

does she think she is? With her “opinion” and all? Strutting around with all those good ideas and years of experience, as if she knew how to do the job herself! Unbelievable. Who told her she could solve problems…out loud! Out loud in front of everyone raising her hand and her turn. She actually said…

Would

you mind if I asked for my cells back? They might be helpful going forward. Given their healing properties, their generative nature, I am considering storing them for future endeavors into accidents with age. If you wouldn’t mind, also, giving back the last two decades or so? I was using those years when I gave…

Smart

First word that comes to mind. Before her name. Before the multiple last names, given and taken. Before shared geography or family. Nicknames, street names, school mascots. Before she was considered wife, mother, grandmother, wife again, step mother. Before she was diminished to a cluster of words pointing to parts of her that were sick….