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Essential Questions

“Why?” I spelled out with my finger on my bathroom mirror A pair of green eyes glared back at me through the wavy letters I looked behind me but when I turned back the steam from my shower had washed away my essential question, and the eyes. I raised my hand and felt the cool mirror on my open palm as I cleared a space hoping to find the eyes under the thick layer of gray haze There they were again, the pair of eyes, but this time a small pink mouth accomplanied it and a blurred vision of the rest of the face. Suddenly a cloud of thick steam englufed the farmiliar look. I raised my palm again, and with a circling motion I could see the green ovals sparkling I breathed in deeply and felt calmed as I inhaled a cloud of steam, clearing my throat I stared into the eyes until they faded. I was curious “Who?” I spelled out with my finger on my bathroom mirror. Hoping to see the face again I stopped my running shower, and as if this were the answer the face reappeared. This wasn’t enough. “Why?” I tried to write over the face. This didn’t work. I asked it out loud. I screamed it out loud. I whispered it to myself. Could this question not be answered? Such a simple question Yet another? Such a complicated answer “Who?” I tried again The face stared back at me in frusteration, she knew something that I knew as well. I realized I nodded at the face and the face nodded back to me We both knew.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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