Wednesday, June 4, 2008

magic. . .

Mama. . . didn't you know I can do magic for Luke.

I took his tongue out

[! ! ! ? ? ?]

in my dream (ah-ha). And it was hopping all around. And I had to run and catch it. Then I put it back in.

That boy loves magic. His Dada amazes him with the magic of the finger that slides apart all the time. Love the open mouth. . .wide eyes. . .look each time. Childhood magic. And disappearing coins. Reappearing behind an ear. Love it.

Not quite with the ease of Chris Angel.

But with enough ease to mystify a five year old.

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