100 Words on Love, by Matthew Salesses
I taught the boy that to launch a kite, you let the wind do the work. I told him the air had a weight of its own. But when he took the string, he dragged the kite behind him like a fish he could force to swim the sky. Far away, it was easy to imagine him as someone else’s kid. Whose failures did not reflect mine. I told myself to wait. At least long enough for him to circle back, until I could make him see how the kite becomes its own animal, if given the chance; long enough for the differences between us to become clear to us both.
Excerpted from Matthew Salesses’ book, I’m Not Saying, I’m Just Saying
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