dialogue with the absence

Would you keep this for me? Put out your hands. No, wait; close your eyes first. Then put out your hands.

Here. Open your eyes. I know it’s small, but it’s shiny, isn’t it? Just a trifle. I have had it for so long that I have forgotten how to be without it, but I will learn again. So keep it.

Wait; you’ve dropped it. Here, let me pick it up for you before you step on it. I know it’s small, but you can remember this little thing, can’t you? No! Look where you’re going! You’re going to step on it. It’s so small, but it’s shiny. If you just keep an eye out …

Here. Open your hands again. Please? Just one hand? It’s small enough to fit in one of your hands. You could slip it in a pocket if it’s too much to carry.

Why are your hands in your pockets?

I know I am asking for a favor. It’s a small favor for a small thing. I just need you to carry this, just for a series of moments; it won’t be long, and then you can give it back.

If you need to. Of course, I’d love for you to keep it. It would mean a lot to me. And it’s so small. It doesn’t need any care, just to be kept. If you would just open your hands again–

I know. That’s all right. It doesn’t matter, really. I just thought maybe you’d–

Yes. Well. It is a little thing, after all. Of little consequence. It was just a thought.

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I acknowledge that I live and work on stolen Cowlitz, Clackamas, Atfalati, and Kalapuya land.
I give respect and reverence to those who came before me.