Susan Scutti
In your inbox sits an email you can’t discard. Other things you can’t discard include mistaken ideas about the wealthy and your own impoverished pride. The one open seat was beside a questionable person. Wilting, you sat. The man asked if you had a habit. “A habit isn’t a bad thing, some people live their whole lives with a habit,” he told you. The train caused a wind in the station where it didn’t stop. You watched the hair of a woman on the platform rise and fall like an empire. The mask you wore for years is worn out now. You place it in the drawer beside your socks. You re-read the email and then your curser hovers like premonition above the delete button. The change you desire requires the arousal of primal fears. It is not in your nature to live like an ornament… or maybe it is?
Great title for this….reminded me of some people I know all to well.