Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Sugar Dome Hunting

In the most terrible places grow the most necessary flowers


Never are people so kind, so sympathetic, so understanding as after a publicised tragedy such as the Virginia Tech killings. Instead of their usual ice-hard stares, grumpy old men will find themselves offering a warm smile. Rather than letting the door smash someone in the face, a teenager might hold the door open for an elderly couple. Phone calls. Cheer ups. Hugs. I-love-yous. These are the buds who sprout from the graves of the beloved. These dandelions whose perfect white domes shatter and spread the kind of sugar, the real-life sweetness, that helps to make the most bitter experiences bearable.

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