Saturday, June 02, 2012


She sits on the floor near the window in her studio, sipping coffee and leafing through Sabrina Ward Harrison's latest treasure. The weight of the crisp pages as they turn beneath her fingers makes the music of her early rising. She runs her hand gently over the surface admiring the tooth. It reminds her of cotton and a memory of a summer long ago...of her grandfather's pajama shirt, of her grandmother's faded bandana softened with age. She lifts her coffee mug to greet a neighbor walking her dog, then lifts the book in the air like a blessing. Her neighbor squints, smiles, then continues on her way. Much said without words.

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