Words against monsters

No one will come to your party. Not a single soul.

You’ll trip, you’ll fall. They’ll laugh – hands conspiratorially cupped around their lip glossed mouths, as if sharing a delicious secret.

The thing you’ve been counting on, hoping against hope for, was never possible to begin with.

It seems your house is, brick by brick, quietly disintegrating around you.

Your heart will be broken.

Your heart is broken.

And your heart will be broken again.

But in you, whole worlds, whole lifetimes, are exploding into being and passing away. Babies being born, beet red and screaming, and men screaming as they die – consumed by fire, or frothing, windswept seas, or rice paper-winged dragons. There, giant snowflakes pirouette through the sky of a blazing hot August noon in 1975, where your mother, forever young, still stands in the doorway of your childhood home smiling, her eyes full of wonder. And in the dark woods – the one you made specially for storybooks and fairy tales – listen as the soft din of firefly wings swells into a string orchestra, their luminescent bodies flashing pulses of morse code, calling out the letters of your secret name.

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13 Responses to Words against monsters

  1. Avitable says:

    I like that imagery of “rice paper-winged dragons”. Nice.

  2. Melanie says:

    Beautiful, Tracey.

  3. Kim says:

    I love that last line…killer.

  4. Steph T. says:

    Wow…incredible!

  5. Molly says:

    I just teared up. Lovely.

  6. Beautiful, as always.

    Still bummed about last week. Give a yell about when we can get together.

    XOXO

  7. I kinda wasn’t prepared for that. Effing gorgeous.

  8. Phoenix says:

    What I really like about your writing is that there is always more to it … The more I read it the more I discover that I didn’t necessarily see at the beginning. It takes more than reading it just once to truly understand it

  9. Jen O. says:

    That was beautiful, Tracey.

  10. I’m loving the fact that you are writing again. xo

  11. Denise says:

    Ahh… So beautiful. I love everything you write, but this stuff is magical. Please keep riding this wave.

  12. Alexandra says:

    This is the kind of writing I love to get lost in.

    The kind where you read it over and over and it becomes more to you.

    Like a puzzle.

    Truly loved this…took me somewhere else today.

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