I was sitting alone in an abandoned chair under an ancient tree, waiting for someone to notice me.
I so longed to be rescued. The winter has gotten colder, yet only the squirrels have bothered to visit.
Then someone from the nearby Philadelphia School of Circus Arts started practicing their high wire performance routines, right there on the lawn. They strung up cables for their routines, using my tree and others for support. Several little girls came to do their trapeze routines, too. They were so tiny, and afraid of falling in front of the well-trained acrobats performing high above them in the trees.
One of the little girls soon fell down from her trapeze – and toppled into my abandoned chair. I was there, to provide a cushion for her landing.
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Above: “The Abandoned Chair,” commissioned in 2023 by Joanne Iverson, painted by Gregory Prestegord, F.A.N. Gallery.