Myopic Eyes

Teardrop diamond earrings glitter and blind and remind her of used-to-be’s. 
She allows her thoughts to travel all the way to the edges of her mind—to that little-used place that feels dark and dangerous; sluggish and ponderous.  There in that no-man’s-land, her mind will flirt with the truth—a truth that tries to sharpen and come into focus the way her eyes will strain after she plucks out her contact lenses in the morning and sits alone on the couch staring dumbly, numbly at the unformed shapes on the television set.
But it’s hard, holding onto the truth.  It takes a strength she does not possess.  Truth slips away.  Deception is gentler.
She grabs the earrings from the dresser and leaves her apartment.  She trips down three flights of metal stairs, slips her wedding ring from her finger, and steps onto the busy city streets. 
She feels as shapeless—as effervescent—as television images seen by myopic eyes.
It takes the anonymity of the city to fill out her form.







This week's Trifecta Writing Challenge: The third definition of flirt in 33 to 333 words.

FLIRT   verb \ˈflərt\
 intransitive verb   

1
: to move erratically : flit
2
a : to behave amorously without serious intentb : to show superficial or casual interest or liking <flirtedwith the idea>also : experiment  <a novelist flirting with poetry>
3
: to come close to reaching or experiencing something —used with with <flirting with disaster>

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Writing in the Margins, Bursting at the Seams: Myopic Eyes

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Myopic Eyes

Teardrop diamond earrings glitter and blind and remind her of used-to-be’s. 
She allows her thoughts to travel all the way to the edges of her mind—to that little-used place that feels dark and dangerous; sluggish and ponderous.  There in that no-man’s-land, her mind will flirt with the truth—a truth that tries to sharpen and come into focus the way her eyes will strain after she plucks out her contact lenses in the morning and sits alone on the couch staring dumbly, numbly at the unformed shapes on the television set.
But it’s hard, holding onto the truth.  It takes a strength she does not possess.  Truth slips away.  Deception is gentler.
She grabs the earrings from the dresser and leaves her apartment.  She trips down three flights of metal stairs, slips her wedding ring from her finger, and steps onto the busy city streets. 
She feels as shapeless—as effervescent—as television images seen by myopic eyes.
It takes the anonymity of the city to fill out her form.







This week's Trifecta Writing Challenge: The third definition of flirt in 33 to 333 words.

FLIRT   verb \ˈflərt\
 intransitive verb   

1
: to move erratically : flit
2
a : to behave amorously without serious intentb : to show superficial or casual interest or liking <flirtedwith the idea>also : experiment  <a novelist flirting with poetry>

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7 Comments:

At December 7, 2011 at 4:09 PM , Anonymous TLanceB said...

Love how you used the word. The last line is so friggin good.

I enjoyed this, Kelly

 
At December 8, 2011 at 7:19 AM , Anonymous lisapollard said...

This was really interesting! Loved your use of flirt. Thanks for sharing!

 
At December 8, 2011 at 11:27 AM , Anonymous Elizabeth Young said...

Great writing as always, intricate, beautiful sentences which flow like streams. Well done!

 
At December 8, 2011 at 1:34 PM , Anonymous Lara said...

Brilliant piece. I love the second paragraph about the outer edges of the mind!

 
At December 11, 2011 at 1:39 PM , Anonymous Keve said...

I liked this very much, especially, "Truth slips away. Deception is gentler."

 
At December 12, 2011 at 12:08 AM , Anonymous joules said...

It takes the anonymity of the city to fill out her form. Wow. This piece knocked me out.

 
At December 12, 2011 at 3:53 AM , Anonymous Trifecta said...

Thank you so much for contributing to Trifecta this week. I agree with everything that everyone has already said--the last line is perfection. I hope you'll come back again for week five.

 

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