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Laura Bee

  • Writer: masha8t2
    masha8t2
  • 2 hours ago
  • 1 min read

Sugar plum on her lips.


Shadow, shallow

in the high

noon sky.


Strangers.

Extras

on the set.


Coming in and

out of frame.


Disappearing

from sight

or completely.


Laura Bee is her name.


She sits

on a high stool.


Cameras

track her every

small motion.


Awareness growing

as she learns

to fill out

her limbs.


Mapping gazes.

Cataloging.

Deciphering.


High socks traded

for a honeydew melon

dripping down

her knees.


Unprocessed

sweetness.


A crowd has gathered

to watch her balance

along the thin

curb.


Teetering.

Scanning

for reassurance.


Finding hungry eyes

looking up

from the pit below.


Her movement

awkward.


Breath

unsteady.


With eyes closed,

she leans forward.

 
 
 

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