On the TOP Step!


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Here I sit sadly looking down the twisting stairwell; I can see where I have been, which steps are broken and in between I also see new ones, ones that I have repaired and are my work to be proud of.

As far down as I can see “He” stands; he is holding me in his arms and the beautiful lady, my mother, is there. It is the only non-traumatic memory of us. I am looking into a tank of water and there are lobsters; I want to take one and remove the black band around it´s helpless claws. I don´t know why the bands are on their claws but I understand that I don’t like it.

On the next step is a hole, a hole in my heart and my mother´s; I will never know if “He” felt hurt or desperate. There is a door with a chain lock…

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