Month: January 2015

For her fifth birthday
Ella requested and received a pet mouse
it became a much loved companion
and despite parental reservations
a resident in her bedroom.

Her parents had another child
and needed a bigger house
deciding sale and purchase
less stressful than builders and extension.
Scrub up and sell
makeup interior
cover sun acne on exterior
cosmetic surgery for landscape.
Spring clean.

For a six year old
apart from  the loss of her favourite climbing tree
it was an exciting time
helping to choose colours
meeting nice real estate people.

One Sunday an open day.
An almost location
realtors tipping it the next hot suburb
prospective buyers filed in and out.
Ella turned saleswoman pointing out the advantages
especially the mouse holes
through which other “mouses” came to talk to her pet mouse.

She was enthralled by the visitors
and happy to answer all their questions.
she looked forward to the next Sunday
and another opportunity.
Unfortunately she had to go to Grandad’s.
She felt very short changed.

An unscheduled visitor at an unexpectedly quiet time
a woman seeking work
I take some details.
Several weeks later a vacancy arises
convenience remembers her
can bypass advertisement, application and interview
a phone call and meeting
one concern
she seems above this type of work.

Her story told without emotion is moving. Not uncommon.
A teacher who has never taught
married at 21, four children quickly followed.
Her husband shoulder tapped : The United Nations.
Overseas postings. An enviable lifestyle and interesting life
the world’s capitals and some of its trouble spots.
After two decades a return to the country of their birth.
Now in her late 40’s she has been traded
for a younger, slimmer, blonder model.

A good settlement, a house, a car and lump sum
but still a need to buy groceries and pay the utilities.
She holds my eye
I would be very grateful she says.

It works out well. Competent, hard-working and surprisingly strong
alienated by co-workers by her former status
she sometimes asks questions which are not
but hopeful hooks to land the catch of conversation.
After the divorce he was still a person of influence
she no longer.
Abandoned and lonely
questions detour around solitary confinement.

One summer my loved one has winter Christmas in her homeland
in a workplace where lives are watched carnivorously
everybody knows.
The former special assistant’s wife attempting to build dialogue
from circumstances
from commonalty
from no longer being the only one
notes we are both single
perhaps we could go to a movie,
then stammers backwards into silence at her unintended forwardness

An awkward pause
which I fill with “ or something. ”
Her eyes slide to intense study of the floor
her head hangs – hands twist in supplication.
Or something she says in a small voice.

Awful awareness understands loneliness as never before
so lonely she would sleep with me
not for advancement
not for money
not for gratification. For company.

We both experience sudden shock
at the comprehension of the possible impermissible.
For the rest of the time in the same workplace
we maintained rigid separation.

It was a threat
delivered as question
large part brinkmanship
small part condescension
successful in the past
a sheep dog’s scowling fangs
intended to cower
not bite
to direct compliance
in compliant direction.
She said
do you want to separate?
“Okay.”