The "bejeweled" stapler

This was for a prompt where you choose an object and write about it - my object was a mini stapler covered with plastic gems.

 

The stapler sat on the pedestal-like black block

small, but still bound by gravity

insignificant, in a way

but still stood out against the other objects

its plastic sequins reflecting the light

shining

gleaming

quietly calling for attention

yellows and reds and greens against the sparkly teal

calling silently but visibly

sitting

waiting

to be picked up

to be used

to be the center of attention if not for a minute

but at least a few more seconds

so

the bejeweled stapler continues to sit on the pedestal after it has been held

though this time, happier than before.

Calico Frost

VT

13 years old

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