rose i stare at the rose on the table trying my hardest to keep all of the thoughts and conversations out of my head i furrow my brow in concentration and feel my eyes narrow the rose starts to get fuzzy around the edges and soon it's a blur but i let one word take over my thoughts "levitate" i say it as calmly and clearly as i can and all of a sudden the rose is so clear and sharp that i feel a headache coming on but i see the water that the rose is held in ripple slightly and the rose is an inch above the tablecloth i suspend it in the air for ten seconds and then break eye contact gasping for air i could hear lieutenant say "well done" and pat me on the back i ask the waiter for a check and bound out of the restaurant