1.24.2010

juxtapose

Five steps on the treadmill, water sipped, music playing.

Looking up, there they are. Ten screens whirring their images ahead. The pictures of children crying. Lost. With their parents. Women singing in grief. Reporters grimacing past their hair gel.

On the other side, a mother and daughter recovering from rhinoplasties, contemplating the next extravagance.

The band keeps spinning. I keep running. The urgency of need numbing.

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