Tuesday, October 22, 2013

childhood heros

They filled parts of the pool with concrete to lessen the water bill.  I sat at a table across from you.  You refused to play with the kids, you didn't want your hair.  You refused to humor me with more than a small handful of words at a time.  I congratulated your recent marriage and all you could conjure was a forced Thank you and a pair of dashing, darting eyes.  Once they narrowed on your escape you left.

I could feel hurt, and I do.
and I feel bad because I asked you to care, and that is the hardest thing to do.  But now, through similar experiences and reconciliation with the like, I have realized that empathy and compassion are great gifts.

And You are cold indifference.  The worst kind of evil.

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