The Most Enormous White Room.

The sweeping tight cotton crisscrosses as it creates a curious silhouette in the doorway, pauses, then pivots to another room.
Break.
Rewind.

The double doors boom as they are undone, the thin girl take a look back realizing that this must warrant an acknowledgment; something apropos.
"I love you..."
and she stands next to a kind, strong black woman who looks up into the corner of her eye as if reading numbers etched into the inside of her skull, then punches them into the wall.
a red button and digits contains them there, in between these places.
Facing the next set of twin doors, they part.
They sound throughout the hollow halls.
Break.

She could breathe it in the air; these molecules of serotonin. and as she passed the threshold the nerves within her head cringed and withered in horror;
The would be utterly defeated.
Because her hair retained the color of a young child, so were her eyes.She was a small form, if only in hersize.

Her sockets might contain things much heavierthan the addict tapping at her temples, scratching ather thigh, waiting for a cigarette.

There would be no cranes, no men, no 'hero' to lift the world from her, and there had yet been a way to cut the malfunctioning part out...An older woman always, or more correctly, chronically Begins with "hun.." as she explains her life, the dangers of carbonated sodas and the answer that she has never had children...and something about

"if the good lord, i asked him not..."Another explains that yesterday was so hard because the voices were all so very loud.There was no magic in the voices of the black haired girl who could not void them.

BUT it was something for her to explain that she incessantly believed there to be a figure sitting there, next to her, speaking very steadily.
To interrupt i must explain that the older womanhas subsided herself with the words: "now, no more talking.."and i watched her, with both hands, hold her own mouth shut.the girl with dormant voices quickly stamps her white sheet vigorously, as if to busy to sleeping persons in her eyes. she breathes heavy, as if breathing for seven.

-"And hun... any kind of green vegitables, salads...all of the medications, they take all of the wood out of your body...water, water, water, water, water.."

and she perches her lips together shakes her head left to right for the twentieth time as if it made the world right. then i believe she told a story to the thin girl about a diabetic with no parents as she continued with the history of a bloodline of a woman she had never known. i heard her say..

"I declare..."