The ?
There's a word I'd struggled with as a child.
I was writing in the green dappled morning, legs dangling, hair in pigtails, chewing my favorite freshly wood sharpened lead pencil, and was suddenly stuck.
My thinking could not wrap around its sound, vital as it is.
"That's a sight word," and I know! I could hear it and somehow, I couldn't visualize. Mouthing those letters for how the word should be spelled. It was a loud question mark.
Some languages don't have this article. Why?
Slides
I'm standing in the Mall
not the outside parking
manicured ornamental lawns
I'm standing in the Mall
nails length separation slice
hits like glue and presses on
I'm reflecting on the Wall
layers of lacquer acrylic sheen
push up a sweater just beyond
I'm reflecting on the Wall
several glassed cover planes
trapped within beats, clean
I'm reflecting in it All
acetone and tissue cross
rubbing alcohol, and
I'm reflecting through it All
Sampling from my sectional
Intro to 4N
Hi I just joined into Prose, username 4N. I think that neatly encapsulates my interests in forensics, study abroad, languages, and natural sciences. I hope to soon take up pre-med studies at the local community college to become an RN, and plan to write to keep a connection to humanity in an artistic vein. You can call me Gwenn, and yes, my surname also has two n's, hence 4N makes additional sense... alien as it might sound. Ps. I love unsolved mysteries. Thanks for reading me and I look forward to our writing encounters in cyberspace.