Keywords
Red Balloon
Document Type
Fiction
Description
I am born in a grocery store for the purpose of something important. The moment of my birth is not a large one, and it is not thought of afterward. I live and die in one breath. Today, as with all coming days, is meant to see how long that initial intake will last me. I am, at every edge, a beginning. I am so round and airy like a globe, it is ironic that I should never have been anywhere. This sudden virility is pregnant with a gaseous content; I am imbued with an upward pull, a magnetic longing. I wag and wiggle at its slightness. I am tinted a red hue: red like fire, and like rust. I am the color of rude gestures, the color of shaking, the color behind eyelids.
Recommended Citation
Nilson, Paris
(2021)
"Red Balloon,"
Inscape: Vol. 41:
No.
1, Article 4.
Available at:
https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/inscape/vol41/iss1/4