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Wednesday, August 7, 2013

sweet tea

Emeline,
being a resourceful human,
decided that the best way of exorcising
the demons of her past lovers
was to describe them using three adjectives

Using her calligraphy set,
a graduation gift from her uncle Ted,
She carefully wrote out each word
on a vellum note card
and tied them up
with a navy blue grosgrain ribbon

She poured herself
a glass of sweet tea
grabbed a box of tools
from under the kitchen sink
and set out into the evening shade of her backyard.
She slid her sandals on her feet
as she scuffed along
letting the screen door slam behind her

Macy, the neighbor's beagle,
commenced to yapping
as soon as the screen door had fired its warning shot
and continued to keep up the racket
as Emeline strode across the yard.

Hush, Macy,
she said under her breath
She had every right to yap, Emeline thought,
if something rightly disturbed her.
That is why she did not scold her directly.

Emeline knelt down in the grass
and dug into her toolbox.
She pulled out a pair of scissors
and cut the ribbon on the stack of cards.
She scooped up a handful of tacks and
started sticking each despicable adjective
onto the fence that faced her kitchen window.
She laughed as she stuck up the word
flaccid,
it kept falling down

When all was organized,
with the fence looking like the most fucked up
version of the Wheel of Fortune that you
could ever imagine, it started to drizzle.
Emeline retired to her kitchen and enjoyed,
all by her lonesome, a glass of port.
And it was good
"Y'all can just hang out there in the rain all night!"
She cackled, leering at the shameful jumble of words
"But come tomorrow?
I'ma start throwing knives."

Rene ~ 2013



9 comments:

  1. All that nuance. All that texture.

    The form is a departure, and I love it.

    Pearl

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    1. Thanks, Pearl. I felt like writing something a little different. Don't know what you'd call it prose,short fiction...whatever. It just sort of came together as I was writing it.And it felt good. I'm glad you liked it. I was afraid after the sound of crickets it was a horrible failure

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  2. Loved the story in this. And indeed it is good to try something different sometime....to break one's routine.

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  3. The flaccid card made me laugh out loud. What a way to exercise demons...and the threat of throwing knives? Perfect. This was amazing! I loved it.

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  4. like the hint of a story...... :)

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  5. I enjoyed the way you put this little piece together!

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  6. I LOVE this story! Whatta gal! Loved the "flaccid" part especially. Cackle.

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  7. Hey Rene! This is the first piece of yours I've ready, and I'm charmed by it. I love the lack of constraints placed upon it, and the mindset of the protagonist. I'll be back for more, and will dollop you onto my blogroll. More please. Indigo

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  8. Charming, so witty and beautifully written.

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