Mask as Stones

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P.F. Potvin, author of The Attention Lesson, runs, teaches and writes fiction, poetry, and non-fiction. Spy him at  [+]

When you were two, we snapped this photo on the island. Back
when your hair tickled your shoulders and a widow in a floral
cardigan wrinkled her nose, patted your crown, and mis-
proclaimed, “such an interesting girl.” It’s the same carelessness
attending other glances, when lights merge to beams and starfish
mask as stones, grinding and bumbling surf through the foam.
“They can’t run or walk,” you sighed. “So they just dance.”


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Isabelle B.L · ago
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Keith Simmonds · ago
Short and effective, this prose poetry!
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Mary Tabor · ago
Wow. I love this prose poem. Kudos.

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