On the Fringe of Perception

It puts us down, saved from the fire.

“What is it?” she asks.

“A being on the fringe of human perception,” I answer. “Our minds interpreting it as best they can.”

“I see an angel. What do you see?”

The being flies away with a red cape and Christopher Reeve smile.

“A friend.”

Copyright © by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.

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