![]() If only smiles were contagiousA Story by Lavon Forkeeps![]() There's a place a few miles after the fork in the road on 450 N. That's where my mind was.![]()
It is eleven o’ clock a.m. and there’s nothing between her face and that
sun but the atmosphere at bay that envelops her whole being. It is a beautiful summer morning for her to enjoy all by herself. There is only war where chaos lies, and she was far enough away from the city lines to feel altogether alone, and at her very best, and bravest, and prettiest. The mid day sun, entwining with her cells, warming every inch of her. The breeze was bitter, but it felt good flowing through her hair. The high skies shifted the wind at a fluent rhythm today, nearly liquid like, and she soaked it all up, smiling all the way as she thought to herself “if only smiles were contagious..”. Yes, her mind always set on a binge of mellifluous considerations. She would frolic if only she was ever taught how to. A stretch of concrete too long to see any end, she only walks, she only breathes, and she only thinks “if only smiles were contagious..” This road hadn’t been traveled in days, she could smell it. If her daddy ever taught her anything, it was the tormenting smell of rubber hitting the road. She’d lost her shoes a few miles back, but didn’t mind at all. Out here there were no boys to break her heart, and no bills to break her bank, bare feet seemed suitable. Without a care in the world or a worry in sight, she reveled in her abeyance of the sweet sounds of nothing streaming all around her. She thought about that boy for just a moment, but her imagination shooed him away, saying “you get outta’ here now boy, you ain’t no good.”Her heart has no room anyways, but she can always convince herself that it does. There’s room for anyone who seeks what she bears, always. She closes her eyes and she can smell the ocean; she can feel the sand between her toes and oh, if only smiles were contagious. No need for a radio, the music flowed through her veins, and her voice was admirable. The bravado such a quiet girl could make, magnificently resplendent. Time, time, time, time, it doesn’t matter. On days like these, time has no significance to what’s main-stream in her freedom-infatuated mind. She’s wasted on wonder, and she’s never had a better high. And if you only love her, she will make you a star in her own universe, because special is an idea she grasps all too well. She closes her eyes, and there is gold falling from the ceiling of this world. She gave out an electric sort of giggle when she thought back to the time her mother looked her in the eyes and said “money isn’t real.” But her heart grew deep, because she knew how true that was. She would frolic if only she was ever taught how to. She opens her eyes, and suddenly darkness threatens her peace. It was the world, but it was her world; for her to enjoy all by herself. Far enough away from the city lines for her feel altogether alone, and at her very best, and bravest, and prettiest. She prepares to say good-bye to the world she’ll meet again, and she only walks, she only breathes, and she only thinks “if only smiles were contagious..” © 2018 Lavon ForkeepsReviews
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5 Reviews Added on December 27, 2011 Last Updated on November 20, 2018 Author![]() Lavon ForkeepsINAboutI like to find beauty in ugly places, and I write better than I talk, so I'm just writing the things I wish I could say. more..Writing
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