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Edward Supranowicz
Never Again
I’ll never buy women flowers again. I’ve seen how they run their fingers over the stems as if they were knives whose edges they were testing. Seen how they linger at the cut ends thoughtfully and morbidly. Seen how with cold deliberation and cold compassion they arrange them in a vase, put just the right amount of water, then set them dead center on a table. How they sit and watch as the blooms fade. How they toss the remains so disdainfully in the trash next to coffee grounds and scraps of yesterday’s meal. No, I will not buy them flowers. But I will think about the wild roses I have seen twisting around and through the fences of country lanes Will think about how I thought the wild splashes of color, shy fearlessness of being, of being exposed to wind and rain and sun, was what women were, was what they wanted.
About the writer:
Edward Michael Supranowicz is the grandson of Irish and Russian/Ukrainian immigrants. He grew up on a small farm in Appalachia. He has a graduate background in painting and printmaking. Some of his artwork has recently or will soon appear in Fish Food, Streetlight, Another Chicago Magazine, The Door Is a Jar, The Phoenix, and The Harvard Advocate. Edward is also a published poet.
Image: Lost and Alienated by Edward Supranowicz (contemporary). Digital image. No technical information specified. By 2022. By permission.
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