Candy Hero Spectacle

Coiurtesy of the author

Sometimes I go out without my glasses;
the ground lenses that the opticians made for me to
see better...

 Without them a discarded candy wrapper is a lost badge of honor,
 leaming crimson crinkles remnants of some hungry soul's triumph.

Now the litterers are fellow soldiers; comrades who do not yet know 
the battle they prepare for by giving in to sweet satisfaction.
"You'd best eat all of that. You're going to need your strength," says 
an old voice encouraging me to have the thing I thought I wanted- 
because they gave it to me.

 The memory becomes fuel I need to face the long journey back to myself...

Having so considered the candy wrapper, some days I pick it up.
Other days perhaps the person behind me feels superior noticing me ignore it,
allowing them to pick it up-as Judas yielded by fulfilling his role.
 "We can't all be heroes. But we can all eat candy."

Magdalena Randal is a filmmaker and artist currently living in the Maritimes.

  • Peter Bisson
    Posted at 01:09h, 01 June Reply

    Thank you Magdalena!

  • Karen Arthurs
    Posted at 07:47h, 01 June Reply

    Insightul seeing often appears through memory after we have rushed to get there !
    I too have left the candywrapper, somrtimes.

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