I’m Just a Corner Guy by Terveen Gill

Corners attract me. It’s been like this since I was five.

Being punished became my sole motive in life.

Bad boy! Go stand in the corner!

The first time I cried, but soon realized that corners are much more than they are made out to be. There’s a peace in that tiny space.

It’s also called a vertex.

I learned to squeeze myself into its comfort. Press my nose into that line and rest my head upon the adjoining two surfaces.

It was as if I was suspended in space. A freedom that set me free and gave me the chance to imagine.

It began with unicorns and then advanced to gremlins. Soon enough I had my own island and was the Prince of Censper, a place where everyone could be anything they dreamed of.

My passion for corners moved with me wherever I went.

At school, I grabbed the desk nearest to the corner and slowly shifted its position. Easing myself into the gap till some nincompoop tattled on me.

Henry’s not sitting with the class. Look he’s crammed into the corner.

I’m sure you can guess the remaining story.

As I grew in height, weight, and intellect, my fetish for corners entered a new dimension. I wanted to spend every minute in any corner I could find.

Significant occasions seemed incomplete without squishing into one.

My first date, my eighteenth birthday, college graduation.

Some would stare, some openly mutter, but the center of my world was an enchanted corner.

I met my wife in one. She didn’t mind when I finally proposed with my back and butt jammed into an ornately decorated tight spot.

Yet I now sit in the favorite corner of my home staring at the freshly delivered divorce papers.

Apparently, my wife wanted a man who was more well-rounded. Stiff edges aren’t her thing.

Unfortunately, I’m just a corner guy.

15 comentarios sobre “I’m Just a Corner Guy by Terveen Gill

  1. Love this… Oh, poor corner guy… well, actually, he seems quite happy in his corner and let’s face it: there are corners everywhere, so he’ll always be able to find the perfect spot. Is he perhaps a little edgy? Angular? Maybe a wife with a penchant for trigonometry might be the solution? Who knows… this leaves room for more, Terveen. Just saying…

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    1. Your comment is so cutting edge and delightful, Britta. Love the wit! If you are hinting at a part 2, then maybe I need to take this story to CENTER-stage and find a woman who doesn’t mind hogging all the limelight. Just a thought… Your awesome words leave me wanting…:-)

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  2. I wonder how this guy would navigate a round-about while driving? *rimshot* I like this tale, Terveen. I love how your characters always have such unique quirks that breathe life and personality into them. This fellow is no different. It’s sad, though, that his marriage suffered because of his corner fetish. Hopefully, there’s a Corner Girl in his future, and I can bet he bumps into her…wait for it…down on the corner. 🙂

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    1. I think we can start a corner chain where anything and everything can be referenced with the help of a corner. Lol. And a rimshot…why didn’t I think of that?? Let’s hope two corners find each other and become a priceless diamond. Corner Girl sounds like a song. Love it. Thanks so much, Mike. You are so good with words. 🙂

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  3. I think we can start a corner chain where anything and everything can be referenced with the help of a corner. Lol. And a rimshot…why didn’t I think of that?? Let’s hope two corners find each other and become a priceless diamond. Corner Girl sounds like a song. Love it. Thanks so much, Mike. You are so good with words. 🙂

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  4. I love this, the punishment became the escape, prime real estate. The ending was especially surprising as I was not expecting it but that is what I love about your great stories. I am a bit of a corner girl myself. Sending big hugs, Joni

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