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I was going through a box with old printouts of poems and other writings back in the day of Stories.com. July 2002...Bert and I were still together and I still believed in the stability of our love for each other. My mind was free to imagine and safe to express. I'd forgotten about this simple premise and am pleased to find it. Living A Circus? Have you ever lived a circus? Tell me, Have you seen the tigers and elephants do their tricks at the demand of controlling person cracking the whip? Tell me, you have seen the clowns either smiling through their painted down turned frown or the ones crying in spite of the upturned grin? Then, of course, you must have seen the high show and those walking that tight wire or reaching for the swinging catcher or bar of the trapeze? Is there a net below? Maybe. So, tell me, have you seen the jugglers multitasking and the acrobats who always land on their feet? I don't know about you, but even having never worked in one, I know I have lived a circus. I have not just seen but I have done all these things. Debora A. McKinsey 7-18-02 |