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Monologue Mania Day # 1570 Woven by Janet S. Tiger (c) June 4, 2018
Monologue Mania Day # 1570 Woven by Janet S. Tiger (c) June 4, 2018
Thank you, Jennie, for the inspiration (and some of the words!) for this - move safe!
Woven
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger (c) 2018
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I always hated spiders. Killed them whenever I could. But since I lost.....well, you know who.....I've been less likely to kill things.....even snails....even bugs........
So look carefully. The web. This spider has been living in my rear view mirror for a long time....maybe even a year.
Made it all the way from Denver to Los Angeles.......and she’s still here. Took me six months to notice her.
Lived through car washes and downpours and I finally looked up her meaning. The weaver of fate....... she reweaves the fabric of our lives.
This morning I noted again her presence and wondered maybe she might be a dangerous one. One worthy of killing.....I went to destroy her web, thinking I could get her to leave with a little demolition........but something stopped me. That web was like me. The winds of fate may have tried, but they had not torn me apart. So I let the strong fragile strands remain.
And then...... as I was parking my car she came out to show me who she was. Not harmful. But here. Doing her job. Now it’s my job to trust her. To pay attention.
(Turns to leave, stops, looks back)
To see the web of fate woven into the fabric of my new life......
(Exits to a sturdy new web)
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Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
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