A Political Action


Clean cut, intense and too sure of themselves, they planned their course of action
over breakfast near my table. They were going to change the world. As I ate, my beard
grew ragged and my shirt stained itself. An aggressive welcoming menace spread across
the friendly grin I usually give the waitress.
By the time I left, they had put their new country on the table. Mine began
spreading like a tenacious weed.
I would not have hesitated to violate their borders, but as the light outside left only
the absence we were both trying to fill, they melted into their intentions, which, by now,
looked a lot like shadows.
I tried hard, but I could not find that world they had spoken of. I didn’t know if it
even existed, but I knew I couldn’t find it.
Instead of discouraging me, this gave me a reason that hadn’t been there before. It
made me unsure of myself, and it made me happy to be a part of something greater than
myself, even if it didn’t exist. It made me willing. It made me dangerous.

Rich Ives is the author of Tunneling to the Moon: A Psychological Gardener’s Book of Days currently being published in serial @ Silenced Press everyday in 2014 and forthcoming in paperback. Begin from the beginning, catch up, read daily. Just refer to the Burrow Guide.