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My Mind: A TreeMy mind like a tree
Grasping for nourishment:
At times it would seem I had none
And no matter how much I wrung out of its branches
My only reward would be old, tired words
With little meaning left in them.
I would tire of growing
Wanting nothing more than to stay stagnant in the drying sun
Devoid of any more words
But then it would come
Something I had been so long without it seemed:
I would reach out for only a moment
To read, to watch, to listen
And my instincts, my old habits
Would kick in
I could not help but to see the words before me
On a tempting platter of silvers and golds
Gleaming with a new found beauty that none could rival
A branch would bend down in curiosity and it would begin
The clouds would form up there in their heavens
And with no regard to me, they would rain:
The books, the movies, the speeches
Would come back to me with a newfound glory
The words I had seen had become a stew pot of prose and poetry alike
My mind, the tree, would bend
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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