Another World

Cartooning has been my go-to-hobby since I was four or five. For years when I have to sit, I am drawing. In a car, as I waited for children, or a husband, I would draw. My go-to-subject is faces. Usually women’s. My men look effeminate. Because they are really women With man hair. I always begin with their eyes. Faculty meeting? No problem. I can concentrate better if my pen is moving. My co-workers have learned to ignore my ability to giggle at the speaker’s jokes As I never look up or express any additional proof of listening. My principal smiles, as she stands behind me, watching my fluent pen Doing its dance. She knows I am hearing every word. While drawing I am in another world, not caring a bit About the irritations or annoyances of the day. My imagination is giving me relief from common ordinary things. I can cartoon page after page, turning them furiously As my mind picks up momentum. My pen is on a mighty roar now. I always start with the eyes.