Day: 2012/02/19

Where She Lives

“The sun is shining; honeysuckle and lilac are in bloom…” I say.

In an instant she tells me of the sights and sounds of the back lane on the childhood farm. Rabbits bounding through the trees. Bees, looking for that honeysuckle.

“I am always drawn back to the places where I have lived, the houses and their neighborhoods.” And she smiles.

It was the opening line to Capote’s “Breakfast at Tiffany’s.” But it was also the line Theresa repeated often during our sessions. I asked her once why that particular phrase – she said it was from her favorite movie.

“You hear breaking glass…” I say.

Theresa cowers further into the corner and describes a scene of shouting, abuse, and the smell of alcohol.

Word associations are strong. Her senses, heightened. She did often return to the places she lived. My hope is that I will be able to help her live here…now…today.

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Written for Flashy Fiction’s prompt to use the opening line from Capote’s “Breakfast at Tiffany’s.”

Living A Dream


in that restless place
between sleep and wake
bizarre dreams seep

snapshots fill my mind
of the familiar, yet not;
distorted photographs

of people I know
as if smudged with dust
or scorched by fire

I search for the balance
between what’s real
and what isn’t

shadowy figures
moving all around –
are ghosts watching me?

the familiar sound
of a kettle’s whistle
brings me closer

to the reality of what is:
I’m not nestled
in the safety of my bed;

I am strapped in,
covered with sores,
and this was not a dream.

P. Wanken

Written for The Sunday Whirl prompt #44 – to use the following words: seeps, shadowy, scorched, smudgy, nestled, bizarre, ghosts, know, whistle, restless, balance, sores, and straps.