I see the dot upon the page and wonder what to do. Is it asking me to stop or just to pause I don’t know. Now I remember the purpose and to what I know is true. I come to a stop, hold my tongue, and take a breath. Period.
Jennifer
The cat followed the dot around the room. Horrible dot. Mean dot. Nasty dot, thought the cat. I will have you in my clutches soon enough, run as you might. The cat ran, and jumped, and pounced the dot. The dot disappeared, but not the anger that cat had for that one red dot.
Paige Martin
It’s a dot, an end. And then a beginning, with promise and wonder. That moment after a dot, full of possibilities, fingers hovering.
Dot dot dash. I dont understand! I never took classes on morse code! Por que! NOOOOO! Guess, you win. I cant fight without information.
Vernon
This makes me think about Dot from A Bug’s Life. But first, I thought of how much I loved dots when I was younger. I like bigger dots better than smaller dots. I think small dots are too restricted and orderly. Big dots are more adventurous.
I see the dot upon the page and wonder what to do. Is it asking me to stop or just to pause I don’t know. Now I remember the purpose and to what I know is true. I come to a stop, hold my tongue, and take a breath. Period.
The cat followed the dot around the room. Horrible dot. Mean dot. Nasty dot, thought the cat. I will have you in my clutches soon enough, run as you might. The cat ran, and jumped, and pounced the dot. The dot disappeared, but not the anger that cat had for that one red dot.
It’s a dot, an end. And then a beginning, with promise and wonder. That moment after a dot, full of possibilities, fingers hovering.
i had a dream
where no one went
by any names
just a symbol above
their heads.
and yours was a star
but everyone
in the world also went
by a single star
and i couldn’t find you
among the mass
of softly-glowing lights.
Dot dot dash. I dont understand! I never took classes on morse code! Por que! NOOOOO! Guess, you win. I cant fight without information.
This makes me think about Dot from A Bug’s Life. But first, I thought of how much I loved dots when I was younger. I like bigger dots better than smaller dots. I think small dots are too restricted and orderly. Big dots are more adventurous.
That single dot in the worst place on the lens…
Matrix. The venerable Dot Matrix, of an original line of printers. Or, in a completely different micro universe, a heroine of Mainframe.