December 18, 2011 § Leave a comment

A little bit of her identity isn’t there anymore. A familiar touchstone that had been in her pocket for a very long time has gone. She knew it well, found it everyday with her finger and thumb, knew its shape and surface, but today someone showed her it wasn’t there, hadn’t ever been there. Puzzled, her hand checks the pocket but her fingers confirm only the unchanged space. It was true: a little bit of something that had felt firm and solid and had shone dimly in the dark of her pocket had never been there at all.


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