Spaghetti Woman

By the time she is sucked out of her seatbelt and whirled upward, her name (and the title) fit like a glove. *

Well, by inviting me to join the unpublished group, you were giving this wayward piece a happy home. Thank you for that and the fave.

This made me smile. I like that in a flash. *

I like, he said in a meagre voice.

This a funny one. I associate spaghetti with the weight I gain from eating it. So you flipped my head a little. Thanks.*

That's a terrific compilation of visuals. I'm glad it is here in the melting pot of "the commune". Oddly, you have mentioned the stratosphere as I recently have (re: Rudolph Had a Dream) and pasta (re: A Poem by Jasmine-Coriander Semolina). We must be imbibing the same herbs... ;-)

Good punch - "...disappeared in a whirl up to the stratosphere, where the air, as we all know, is very, very thin."

I like the piece.

Nice.

Thank you for all these comments and faves. I will leave a note on each wall. Carl, I addressed the "stratosphere" (ie fragile 'thin' ozone layer) there. It's interesting that as a professional photographer you referred to the story as a compilation of visuals. I like that a lot. Thanks for all this attention to such a tiny tale.

Fave.

I love this line to open: "She was fast as the wind and lived on air, ..." Ok, a fragment of a line to open. Anyway, I like it.

David, glad you liked it and thanks for the fave.

Aha! A Fable for Our Times.

What an inspiration for a society that's 50% overweight or obese. Remind me to cut down on the carbohydrates. *

Actually, in my line of work, I'm more worried about the size 0000 anorexics, a much smallier and deadlier portion of the population. I suppose the story covers both ends of the spectrum, as you point out.

Cool flash. Visuals super. I knows those spaggy girlz. *

Glad you like the story and recognized the character.

I've seen these spaghetti girls lately, and it's not a pretty sight, but I still felt sorry for her outcome. You made me feel sad for her in this tiny piece! Not easy!
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I'm glad you responded to that aspect of the story because to me it is a story about anorexia nervosa and I have seen many a spaghetti girl go down the tubes as opposed to up into our thin, fragile stratosphere where our anemic ozone layer lies.

A glimpse into too skinny. I like it this piece begins and ends in the thin air.

great!*

Funnier than capellini on a beard.

A beautiful size 2 micro!

Thank you so much Gary, James, Daniel and Larissa. Larissa! Size 2 is huge! You are a very funny bunch.

Ha ha!!! A neat taste of it... I love the ending...

Deborah: Thanks so much and looking forward to reading your work.

Fun and short. Two of my favorite things.

Mine, too. Thanks so much.

Funny with a nice dose of magical realism. *

an Italian job and a positive spin on anorexia that makes me hungry for Roman food. *

Christian, magic realism is a high compliment. Marcus, anorexia and cravings for pasta go hand in hand.

Like the compression here and how it ends.

Thanks so much Kathy. She's compressed in every way.

Very cool, very tight story. Who wouldn't kill for the title alone as a writer! Loved the whole piece.

Kill? That's an extremely high compliment. Thank you.

Wail, they tell me Chinese farm women eat rat poison. American women eat nothing whatever to the same purpose....

That's horrifying! I thought it was just Americans.

Inspiring!

This is wonderfully crisp. I like how every precise every word is.

Great story. it makes me think of twisting (thin) spaghetti around my spoon sitting beside the swimming pool!

Love your comments.