Fragility MAG

June 21, 2013
By Kiyoko GOLD, Knoxville, Tennessee
Kiyoko GOLD, Knoxville, Tennessee
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Favorite Quote:
Independence is my happiness, I view things as they are without regard to place or person. My country is the world, and my religion is to do good. - Thomas Paine


“I am afraid.” It's the first time my father has ever said those words to me. Kitchen, 10:47 p.m., he's holding a spatula. I glance at my watch – the world isn't going to wait for an apocalypse; it's going to end in minutes. If my father is afraid, there is definitely something wrong.
“What's scaring you, Dad?” The words pop out one by one, thudding against each other and trying to scurry back beneath my tongue. The kitchen is my father's; he inhabits the oil burns and the shelves full of spices. I almost walk away. I can imagine the sound of scuffling footsteps and the isolation after the door slams – angsty buzz to thicken the air between us.
“I'm turning 50.” The age of wisdom and halfway done if you're lucky. The age of everything at once, with retirement unpacking its things a few doors down. The age of heart ­attacks and will to live.
“It's just another year.” A step from decade to decade, year to year, day to day. Easier than his coffee-drowned sunrises. Do I wish him happy birthday? The consolation of continuity, late nights are always ­
red-rimmed, early mornings are ­always grouchy. Forty-nine years of waking up.
“I know. But one feels frailer, somehow.”
In the invincibility of youth, fragility is for petals and the hardened shell of snow, not fathers. Only perceiving perpetuity, I open crusted eyes. He's dreading the mornings I spend without his stubble-scarred kisses. Empty spice shelves, drawers stripped of their spatulas, an unfilled space by the stove. I wish I had never spoken, that the question had found its refuge behind my teeth and stayed there. I want to outrun his fears.


The author's comments:
My Dad got really sick a little less than a year ago. I wrote this when he was first starting to get sick and it was hitting us all hard.

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