Numbers

Sometimes it seems like these fields stretch into eternity. If you stand facing the midday sun—lifting your eyes just enough so you have to squint—and stay still for a minute, you can feel like you’re floating, almost hovering above the headstones. “Hmm,” I say, looking down at the nearest grave marker, “only five words on this headstone, five words to stand for a life…” She looks at me a bit oddly before she says, meticulously, “If you only had five words to say that people would remember you by, maybe a lesson, maybe a memoir, what would they be?” I hardly consider this question for long before the words leap from my mouth, a spring of water in the desert of silence between us. “Time passes fast,” I say, lifting my head towards the sun, my eyes beginning to squint, “Don’t blink.”

© 2008 Andrew David King

Numbers

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