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The Attic
By Don Iannone

I love attics.
Things slowly grow old in them,
gather dust, and
magically exist far beyond
their expected useful life.
Attics are special places
where you save stuff,
things reminding you of
people you love,
places you've been,
and things you did.
Family secrets hide in attics,
secrets kids don't learn about
until they are brave enough
to enter the attic’s darkness,
and entertain possibilities
they didn't even know existed.
Attics reflect how you lived and died,
what you want to remember someday,
what you want others to know
about you long after you're gone.
Attics are also where you put
things without another place to be.
Attics speak volumes about what
you can't let go of in your life,
including karmic things
you didn't even know about.
While dark and creepy,
usually there's comfort and warmth
hiding in a corner of your attic,
comfort brought by connecting
with parts of yourself
that were hiding from you.
Visits to the attic usually change us,
so don't go there unless you want to change.

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