Thursday, May 17, 2012

Thousand: Seven Hundred Fifty-One

knob on the outside. Must be warm on the porch. Whoever’s been calling you, at least they’ve been warm. Do you turn the knob and pull the door open? Why not? Why have you hesitated? Could it be dangerous? Is this the kind of neighborhood where you can’t open the door without thinking about it? Maybe anybody who would know your name is nobody you want to see. Let’s say you open the door. Let’s say the person is someone you know. Mom? Father-in-law? Second grade teacher? Minister at the church you stopped going to because of the bad thing


Elisabeth said...

I'm looking forward to the gestalt.

Glenn Ingersoll said...

Yes. Well. I don't know quite what to say to that.