Writing and acting for your "pleasure"

Blog posts whenever I'M in the mood

Other fun things

(simmer, simmer)

  • A child falls from the stroller in suburbia

  • The child’s whole body shatters into bloody, meaty chunks

    • perfect size for stir fry meat

  • Mother gathers all the meat into the crib

  • She whips up stir fry using her child’s meat and the vegetables from the freezer

    • unused, unloved, aspirationally frozen since last summer

  • (simmer, simmer)

  • Presenting: the dish to her husband

  • Tears in his eyes:

    • “The most delicious meal I’ve ever had.”

  • Mother smiles softly

  • (simmer, simmer)

  • As the husband eats the child stir fry, he melts, made of wax

  • Mother watches, soft smile sad

  • Her husband has melted away

    • thick wax residue

    • all over:

      • the table

      • the chair

      • the floor

  • Mother scoops him up

    • chisels the wax with a spatula

    • gathered into several tupperware containers

  • The whole night is spent making candles

    • out of her husband’s wax

    • and strands of her hair

  • (simmer, simmer)

  • The early hours of the morning, the first glimpses of that cruel sun who never takes a day off:

  • Mother’s head is shaved

    • plucking was just too much

  • Hundreds of candles

  • Mother lights the first candle

    • a lighter with only a single drop of butane left

  • All candles light in solidarity with the first

  • The whole house lights

    • a hundred candles is a lot of candles

  • Mother becomes ash on the wind

  • The ashes go far

    • far

      • far

  • A speck of ash lands on the hand of a child whose mother puts her in a stroller

    • a walk around suburbia

  • (simmer, simmer)

There’s Something in the Air…

I Big Dum-Dum I Get Computer Virus :(