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Doorways take us into other rooms––into other worlds. If you had one doorway that could take you anywhere, where would it be? What would the door look like? Where could you find the door? Describe it. [Image by sanctus_fera on YWP]
The portal opens in those fleeting moments that feel like they are about to crescendo, about to climb the final step to see over the mountain top.
Every night I dream of a door that would take me back to my past...
A door that would lead me to the old me, the me I used to be...
When someone is sick, we say they're on Death's doorstep.
But aren't we always?
People always act like we're so far away from death.
But really we're not.
I was never allowed in the basement,
there was always a lock on the door,
and my parents avoided telling me why.
Great parenting strategy,
not even making up a lie for me,
Mi portóncito
My little gate that swings me across the same arc across the tile patio floor;
the cold metal gray bars pressed to my face, hanging on to
Mi portóncito- the one taking me home
Imagine if
Every book came with a key
A key that opened a door
Into the book
Into the worlds
That are your happy place
Escape from reality
Taken to a new level
The joy found in between the pages
I am in complete darkness.
The black abyss surrounds me, the silence all but comforting.
I am alone, afraid, and still as if a boulder that has sat for years.
The door isn't one I can see,
Yet it grows, shifts, and deforms.
When I started there was only silence,
But everyday its volume grows.
The door started empty,
But over time it crescendoed.
take me out.
knock me over the head with a baseball bat and drag my unconscious form
beneath the shadowed wall. into a wardrobe. a hobbit hole.
wherever you can think to put me, do so. i want out.
i want to make my mark
The doorway would replace where my closet is. Instead of seeing my messy closet with random clothes thrown about, it would open to something else. My doorway would take me to the woods.