Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Week in Seven Words #252

empty
I work with words, I depend on them, but I can't find the right ones sometimes, not when I need them badly.

glossing
They're good at pretending. They'll bump her along from one grade to the next, while ignoring her anxiety, her disintegrating home, the bullies that wait for her in school corridors. Just as long as she passes, she's ok.

ramus
The tree has gone wild, stabbing its branches into the shingles as if it wants to pry the roof off the house.

replaying
Many parents forget what it was like to be a child. Without knowing it, they use parenthood as a way of re-enacting their own childhood. They might look to their children for what their parents never gave them. They might imitate their own parents and relish the power they finally have.

sweetening
She'll try to buy her way into their affection, or at least their sense of obligation.

tenterhooks
Two parents, a bassinet between them, stare at the doctor. They want more than his words. They want to read what his face gives away.

unravel
A game of Clue that starts with poker-faced "mmm-hmms" and ends with shrieking.

5 comments:

Cheryl said...

I love this week in seven words idea, and you snapshot each so beautifully.

HKatz said...

Thanks, Cheryl! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

The Bookworm said...

I like empty, it is true how sometimes we cannot find the right words.
I also like glossing.
Enjoy your weekend!

Relyn Lawson said...

Glossing makes me so sad. She deserves so much more.

HKatz said...

@ Naida - thanks, and yes it can be so frustrating, to the point of giving pain.

@ Relyn - I agree, she does. But she isn't really getting what she needs now.