Father of a Deaf Girl Every time her hands began to stutter he became enraged. She threw these fits sometimes, and he never took the time to understand what they meant. Her words were wasted on him. Her hands useless birds caged by their quietness, and he would immobilize them, tying her wrists together so they'd jump like awkward fish, gasping at the shock of air. Un-heard they'd dance like that for hours, her eyes full of silent desperation, on the other side of the closet door. He never even knew that they were saying. I want to fly from here! I want to fly from here! I want to fly from here! I want to fly from here! I want to fly from here! I want to fly from here! Jewel Kilcher -- ╴╴╴ http://darkshadows.org/~skyhawk :: dale@dal.net ╴╴ ╭——╮╭╭—╮╭—╮╮╭—╮╮╭——╮╭╮╮╮╭╭—╮｜ │ │││ ││ │││ │││ │││ ││ │∣ poetry@ptt.cc ╭╮╰╯│ —╯╭╮ ││ ││ ││ ││ —╯∣ Atheism@ptt.cc │ ││ ││ ││ ││ │││ ││ │｜ skyhawk@ptt2.cc ╰——╯╰╰—╯╰——╯╰—╯╯╰—╯╯╰—╯╯╰╰—╯｜ --

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