What Would be refreshing

Hmmm, what would hit the spot while I sit out here watching the clouds float by, watching the stars fade into the blue skies, listening to the donkey bray, children in the vegetable gardens helping their parents work, ahhh yes, some melons, now that go hit that spot.

A portion of “My Father’s Shadow

Andre spent the night in complete darkness curled up in the corner of his bed. He was afraid to turn on a light because he did not want his shadow to talk to him anymore. The next day he dragged himself out of bed, got ready and walked to the subway. He looked down at his shadow, it glided across the sidewalk, going over the grass, then the benches. It stopped when he did, but did not say anything.