Below is my offering for week 86′s challenge word, which is ‘crack’. As you will see from the relevant blog post, the challenge is to write between 33 and 333 words of fiction, non-fiction, poetry or prose, based on the 3rd definition from the Merriam Webster’s Online Dictionary. This week the 3rd definition of ‘crack’ is:
3a : a narrow break : fissure <a crack in the ice>
b : a narrow opening <leave the door open a crack><cracks between floorboards> —used figuratively in phrases like fall through the cracks to describe one that has been improperly or inadvertently ignored or left out <a player who fell through the cracks in the college draft> <children slipping through the cracks of available youth services>
Here’s my offering below – I hope you like it! Please check here for the other entries!
– Undercurrents –
I didn’t notice it at first – let’s face it, gradual change is insidious. It gets in everywhere, like flood-water rising slowly, subtly towards your house. By the time it appears on your radar, it’s already lifting the floorboards. Then, the damage is already done.
I said: it’s never too late.
That crack, that subtle shift, it was probably there long before. I imagine it appeared in the night, like a member of the French Resistance, leaving its traces, waiting for its presence to be felt at a later date. Who can remember the catalyst now? At the time, everything felt so urgent, so important, so injurious.
Looking back, none of it was worth the fallout that infected us all, that broke us apart, that shattered our hearts.
That crack – it became a fissure. Then before we could try to take back our words, the inch wide gap was suddenly a yawning chasm, vast enough to swallow us, and our vitriol, whole.
None of us had the presence of mind to make the life-saving leap in time. None of us cared enough to risk ourselves.
You said: too much has passed between us.
I’ll take notice of cracks in the future. At least, that’s what I tell myself.