low angle view of spiral staircase against black background

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There’s a door down there I keep circling. A closet door in the deepest floor, and these stairs like optical illusions. Or as my mother liked to say, optical collusions.

These stairs of chalk.

 

Fiction

the end of drawing

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14 thoughts on “the end of drawing

  1. I love the way you write.

    I was thinking a thing after one of our emails once that maybe our expressions will sometimes seem right and beautiful when we are feeling something good or when our all around sense of well being is such, and maybe our talent, creativity and expressions aren’t so lovely to us when one thing or all things are askew or in a negative slant, an ebb not a flow.
    Anyway,
    I always feel things when I read the things you allow me to by pacing them here and I love what I feel.

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    • Thank you so much! This means so much.
      I agree, it’s amazing how perception changes. But so much has changed. Or is changing.
      I’m so happy you’re moved. Really. Thank you for saying, for your generous spirit ❀️

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  2. These stairs of chalk,,,,,,,,,
    Are they barely there? Will walking on them diminish their strength? Will they transfer and continue on your journey.
    Very interesting words you have chosen here Vanessa. You have so many levels πŸ™‚
    Always love reading your thoughts

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