Berol #1

Image of pencil shavings.She loved substantial paper, paper with purchase, and Berol pencils #1. Thin paper reminded her of Sunday School, her husband’s Baptist side, a side he never truly lost; with that blank check beauty of forgiveness came permission to stray. Yellow Ticonderoga #2 pencils, his favorites, felt thin, breakable, writing see-thru flimsy. She loved thick charcoal lines from a stubby #1—smeary, dark. No eraser. Loved the grip, the word grip. Loved leaning in, getting physical on the page. Loved the Berol’s deep red coating. Not garish, but rich vermilion, autumnal truth turned color, a solid pencil she could count on.



Guy Biederman is the author of six collections, including Translated From The Original, one-inch punch fiction, Nomadic Press. He lives on a houseboat in Sausalito.

Photo Credit: Keith Jenkins

One Response to “Berol #1”

  1. Bev says:

    I really enjoyed the simple subject of a story built around a pencil and the fact that you ended on a very positive attribute.

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