If Only We Could See
Cuba stared out the door between her room and veranda, the twilight haze played along her iris's and danced through the threaded colour. Cuba saw monsters outside. Long silver lake monsters, large loping tunnel monsters. The the kind that come out from under bridges and from mountain caves. They were running down the street, past the houses, in white and purple bursts, their shadows pressing against the walls like great passenger trains. She watched them calmly as they continued their parade, so many of them. Her dark curls fell down her pillow, undisturbed as she, as she watched the monsters go their ways. Every time another one galloped down the road her face was lit by its passing, each of her freckles standing out, one by one. In the flashes of light they began to form constellations, stretching across her mouth, reaching through her eyelids, falling down her nose.
If the monsters hadn't been moving so quickly, sending up sparks and fireworks from the backs of their feet, the would have seen a galaxy quietly revealed in a small doorway on the face of a girl.
If Cuba hadn't been watching the monsters run, she never would have been able to show off her stars.
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