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WhiteRose
Member Elite

since 2002-07-23

Posts 3208
somebody's dungeon

0 posted 2003-03-16 02:55 PM

I wasn't supposed to be there. It was late, the lights were dim in the hospital nursery. The nurse saw me come in, she simply gave me a nod. No words were spoken, we both knew, I wasn't supposed to be there.

I searched for the name, just the last, no first name was gifted this angel. Finally, I found her, off in the corner. Only one other tiny bed next to hers. This child was also nameless. Just "boy" and a last name. The two of them looked lost in the vast sea of babies, all of whom had names.

I reached into the tiny little bed, and gently, ever so gently, touched the top of her head. I could feel where the intrusive electrode had been attached to her tiny scalp. She had hair the color of honey, soft as silk, and sticking up every which way. I didn't want to wake her. I didn't want her to cry, for I knew I would not, could not, resist the urge to pick her up, cradle her in my arms, and then steal her away. I watched her stretch, I heard her coo, I held back my tears, and then, in an instant of heartbreak that will live within me forever, with a soft kiss upon her hand, I said my final goodbye.

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

1 posted 2003-03-16 04:16 PM

Softly said...James

majnu

Senior Member

since 2002-10-13

Posts 1088
SF Bay Area

2 posted 2003-03-16 09:58 PM

the read was heartbreaking in itelf rose.

-majnu
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Timid thoughts be not afraid. I am a Poet.

fractal007
Senior Member

since 2000-06-01

Posts 1958

3 posted 2003-03-19 01:00 AM

hooo, a sad piece you've written here. It's always interesting to think about these kinds of moments.

The story was extremely dream-like, a perfect sort of atmosphere, I think, for this style of writing. The title is almost ironic in that the narrator, with her mysterious aura of being out of place, comes off looking more like an angel at times than does the baby.

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littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

4 posted 2003-03-21 10:33 PM

Anne - OMG - real tears here . . . goodness - have you considered voting this one - you must - xxoo

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