The Silence

Be careful of the silence. The silence tells a story that spells a different worry. The hidden message, the missing book, that steely look, the unread letter, the unseen smile, the missed visit and that strange requisite all hide whispers from where a silence capsules its hibernating secrets. Look through the mirror and the shards of glass mingled from the faint drops of blood that spilled out from your palm will tell a tale so different from the glint that mints a cosmetic face in its statued harlequin moment. - susan abraham