Lesson From My Older Sister
By Roger L Miller
I was six years old, at the bottom
of
the dark staircase.
You were ten, at the top.
Palms raised beside
your shoulders
proved the void around you;
"See? No
monsters."
I could barely see you,
your eyes the only light.
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Moving incrementally closer, and eventually
into the heart of Philadelphia after student teaching in Chadds
Ford, Roger doesn't (officially) use his BS in Science Education
or MA in Psychology during corporate days. At night he sometimes
poses as a photographer, writing with light instead of ink. Both
styles of work can be found on his site- LucidMusic.com. He eats
when hungry, drinks when thirsty, sleeps when tired, and writes
when stirred. |
