THE SHINE JOURNAL

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WE TALK WITH OUR HANDS

 

by

 

Gwendolyn Joyce Mintz

 

 

It's like this -- his long fingers explain in the table space between us.

It's not -- my fingers dance along the laminate to ideas of my own.

His index finger wags wildly before it hammers a button I don't see --
No, no, no.

Palms up, fingers spread -- I don't see otherwise.

His finger at the tip of my nose --  It is.

Elbow on the table, I rest my chin in my palm, turn away.

His fingers, one by one, drum out the moments passing.

My left hand is suddenly smothered by his right --You have to trust me.

I turn my hand, dig nails into skin -- No, I don't.






GWENDOLYN JOYCE MINTZ shares...

Gwendolyn Joyce Mintz is a fiction writer, poet and photographer.

Motivation: "I saw someone gesturing and it interested me how we use body language to support or to contradict our verbal words.   This piece came out of an attempt to do the former."

Link to her blog:
http://www.gwennotes.blogspot.com