9 comments for “Sunday Small Stone 29

  1. August 22, 2012 at 1:04 am

    This hurts. This REALLY hurts.

  2. August 22, 2012 at 2:28 am

    holy crap…..that closure took me by surprise…and shook me…

  3. August 22, 2012 at 3:14 am

    What an ending; I could feel the horror.

  4. Gay
    August 22, 2012 at 3:37 am

    A slice of reality – abutting the observation of normalcy with the grotesque horror of a car hitting a child. These are indeed moments cast in stone! Tight and poignant.

  5. ekswitaj
    August 22, 2012 at 3:06 pm

    Thank you for reading and commenting, all.

  6. August 22, 2012 at 4:25 pm

    “Nevermore,” quoth the Raven.

    Methinks your second stanza protests too much. “The child” keeps something close at a distance so it can continue to be denied.

    Very nice. Hope it is not your true story! I once hit the brakes for a small boy in my path — after I had my own son — and great breathless with the sudden thought that that was someone else’s beloved son! Whoosh!

    • ekswitaj
      August 22, 2012 at 5:36 pm

      Exactly, Charles. In reality when we see something happen to someone we don’t know personally, we can deny them their connections or imagine those connections that have to be: I like to give the reader that choice (and that responsibility).

  7. August 22, 2012 at 6:45 pm

    Elizabeth, such a powerful piece in so few words. Well said.


    • ekswitaj
      August 25, 2012 at 8:03 pm

      Thank you!

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