“Past and Present” – 3rd Place winner in Avalon Literary Review’s Summer Flash
Fiction Contest
This piece is based almost word for word on one of my
own childhood memories. I discovered a strange scar between my thumb and
forefinger when I was about eight and my mom told me how I had severed an
artery with a pair of kindergarten scissors and nearly died. And at that point
I realized that I did sort of remember that – that is, I remembered up until
the moment of the cut. I was handmaking wrapping paper for a Christmas present
– drawings on lined school paper – and somehow cut my hand open. My mom had already
left for work, but she’d forgotten something and came back upstairs to find me
“lying in a pool of blood.” That mental image has really stuck with me all
these years.
Anyway, I tried in this piece to put a more positive
spin on the memory. As an adult, I understand now that all a parent would see
was the blood; the sight of your daughter dying in the kitchen. To the child,
however, it was all about the present.
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