26 February 2008
A pint-sized surprise
A pint-sized surprise had trouble going through the turnstile this morning. ‘Had’ in a loose sense of the word. It’d be more to the point to say trouble was had for her. She was carried and thus oblivious to any and all surrounding difficulties. Oblivious, almond-eyed, hazel-eyed, covered in shapes, colors and textures, squeezable, drooling and not too bright. It’ll come to her. The brightness, the unenviable sturdiness, the occasional misplaced roughness, the neuroses. For now, she’s something to look at in awe. An atom, a speck of life, quite purposeless but still a magnet to your eyes.
‘What’s her name?’ I ask, finding it hard to dissolve the smile.
‘Iris. Her name is Iris.’
Uh-oh. The smile just developed a life of its own.
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