How We Made Gravity about Us
Although we died the moment we met, we believed we could shun nothingness by getting married, act as paradigm for those just beyond the verge of giving up. The ruse held up for fourteen years. We produced two children, took out two mortgages, fought roughly twice a week. I accused you of putting your hand on the knob of the door we shut together. You took me to task about my insatiable need to recalibrate our purpose. Sleep occurred by mistake; dreams were next-day dilemmas. A neighbor left a note that our yard needed refurbishing. You watered the lawn with gasoline while I glued thorns to the hedges. We agreed, It was nice to do something together again.
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Author's Note
Another micro piece about domestic discontentment.
Part 2 of my "You and I" series.
Now appearing in considerably different form at The Lascaux Review. Thanks to Jennifer Zobair, Stephen Parrish and Wendy Russ!
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Damn. This hits the nail on the head... Not all the time, I hope... But enough to know how right this is.
When I hit this, I knew I was reading some of the good stuff, “Sleep occurred by mistake; dreams were next-day dilemmas.”
Every sentence moves me in deeper to the hot anger and righteousness, on both sides, that fuel the flames as sure as the gasoline on the lawn.
Until boom, the shipwreck rights a little a nd you lay that fine last line on me. Masterful.
I'm floored by your amazingly generous comment, Steven. Thank you.
faster than the speed of thought *
A common enemy is sometimes the best you can hope for..
;-)
Thank you, Bobbi. Hemrod (Matt), always a pleasure.
Ain't love grand.
(And stop peeking over my fence!)
Indeed, it is.
(Never!)
Gravity. Died when we met. Bingo!
Dark,surreal, oddball and most definitely in the need of family therapy though, being dead, I doubt they have health insurance.
The ULTIMATE pre-existing condition, right? Thanks for commenting, Gloria.
This is indoor fireworks, DIY home interiors, taken outside. Love it. Reminded me of a Pipilotti Rist film I saw recently at The Hayward - nuclear family sat round the table, their dinner plates on fire.
I agree with what everyone else said. Nice micro, Matt.
Thanks very much, Christian!
Thank you, mystery favoriter!
Nice, Matt! *
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. And then BAM! BAM! Wickedly sharp.
great!*
I miss things too often. Late to the party but happy to be here.
Wonderful, and that title is the best! *
Damn this is good.