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“I was attacked in Prospect Park the other day.” — Onitaset Kumat
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Fable: The Manilkara Tree
By Onitaset Kumat
I was attacked in Prospect Park the other day.
Out on a leisurely stroll, where trees were as black as night, something struck my leg, flooring me instantly, as the wind laughed with the trees. I covered my neck and called out, “Who is there?,” looking around for my assailant.
But both left and right, I saw no one, and heard only laughing trees.
It was dark, I was lost and I was not alone.
But as my nature, I welcome love, so re-adjusting myself, I sought my culprit and saw him as he looked upon me. We stared at one another as I sized him up. He was taller than I, at two-meters tall. He was thicker than I, and could certainly hit hard. And we had similar ancestry; both of us longed for the continent. I am a man, he is a Manilkara tree; standing less than one-twentieth the height of his Congolese Mother.
I smiled his way and grabbed a few of his seeds. Then I spoke, “A misplaced seed will not grow as tall. But though I can at least walk, I should only return with my family–and yours.”
The tree danced.
Even without words, the ancestors summon.
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