by Cami Park
Having arrived in circumstances that, independent of nature, preclude long conversations on abstract subjects, Eggs says to Bacon, "In a hot splattering we were born, showered in shrapnel, and carried spitting and popping to this place forsaken by all heat but our own, and now, speaking for myself, I am curling and cold at the edges and my sunny side is up but not feeling so sunny."
To which Bacon replies, "Here comes The Fork."
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previously published in Opium Magazine.
Great piece. "In a hot splattering we were born, showered in shrapnel, and carried spitting and popping to this place forsaken by all heat but our own..." - marvelous.
Thanks, Sam!
Favorite: "...my sunny side is up but not feeling so sunny." And the last line is perfect!
Thanks, Arlene!
Ha! Lovely humor in this Cami.