KARMA, CHAMELEON

About the Book

She is still the exotic creature that swam across the seven seas to find me-wistful, demanding, and playful.

There were piles of cards: birthdays, anniversaries, Valentine's, Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year-all wrapped up neatly with ribbons. There were dried flowers, old perfume bottles, costume jewelry, hats, gloves, old lace peignoirs, and stuff that I didn't even recognize.

Your kiss lands on her cheek as she rearranges herself on her bed-the beautiful brass bed where you both spent such happy times together Vivid images appear and go running by your mind faster than the speed of light. Your legs weigh a ton. "Another time maybe," she says looking at the patch of blue summer sky high above her window, "in another life, my love," she whispers to the spruce tree outside.

"Peek a Boo, Daddy," she'd say, hiding herself behind my couch while I read the daily newspaper. I can already hear the pitter-patter of her tiny feet.

My friend gets up to leave. I walk him to the door. He looks much taller than I remember him and very handsome-much more handsome than any knight I've ever known.

About the Author

Khojesta A. Price arrived in the United States in late 1971 to pursue higher education and stayed. Her writing has appeared here and abroad. Her illustrated children?s book, Tales from Bangladesh, was published in 2006. Her family is now grown and, having fulfilled most of her other dreams, she now divides her time between California and Wisconsin.