The Miracle of Birth

Miracle of Birth

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Meet Benjamin!

The Indian Boy Tornado Man

Tornado Man

I stand alone under a darkened sky
and the landscape is flat and infinite
and the saw grass is blue and still

Suddenly i start to grow smaller
smaller and smaller still
until i am so far away that i can no longer see myself

Saw Grass begins to rustle --
and i cannot find myself
and i can feel the rough texture of Grass against my leg

Lightning strikes soundlessly in the distance
and Saw Grass begins to dance violently
and Saw Grass anchors me until the wind passes

Saw Grass is bent at the waist catching his breath
and if i look up i can see clear blue acceptance
and i am certain that i am being watched

The wind starts up again
and I allow myself to dance with Saw Grass
and I rise to be accepted

Never Growing Up

When he taught himself to shave he was so scared to cut himself that he held his left hand and arm horizontally across his stomach. His arm and stomach were tensed and flexed. Now, when he shaves -- out of habit -- his left arm and hand lay limply across his stomach as though there were a ledge holding them up. He supposes, if he should cut myself, his arm and stomach would tense up like before and support him.

I always feel like I'm faster after I shave; a faster walker and a much fast runner.