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“Nostalgia is old hat,” Carol says. Carol tears down the yellow leaflets, pinup girls, and wallpaper garden. For a while everything is bare. A month goes by and it is Christmas. Carol only hangs up the pinup girls. Then she hangs up the wallpaper garden. The leaflets have been burnt.”
― The 3288 Review: Volume 1, Issue 3
― The 3288 Review: Volume 1, Issue 3
“Who gave you this drink,” he asked.
“Abuela. She told me it would take away
the lovesickness.”
“Why did you pour it out into the grass?”
“Because I want to be lovesick.”
- From Querida”
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“Abuela. She told me it would take away
the lovesickness.”
“Why did you pour it out into the grass?”
“Because I want to be lovesick.”
- From Querida”
―
“Fireflies danced in the warm, heavy air. Tarmac wound in a ribbon as smooth as a tumbled stone. The cream house at the end of the cul-de-sac looked like a wedding cake. Tulip poplar trees gathered around with their feather leaves dripping off the boughs.
A strange man, dark and gnarled, rapped at the door three times.
Inside the great hall, Mac Owens, a housewife, set down her brandy on ice.
She peered out at him and revealed a floral print dress.
“We don’t like solicitors,” she said, although she was home alone.”
―
A strange man, dark and gnarled, rapped at the door three times.
Inside the great hall, Mac Owens, a housewife, set down her brandy on ice.
She peered out at him and revealed a floral print dress.
“We don’t like solicitors,” she said, although she was home alone.”
―
“I take French Champagne
In the American way—
At first, tasted for experience
And then swallowed whole.”
― Champagne
In the American way—
At first, tasted for experience
And then swallowed whole.”
― Champagne
“A whale’s song ached near the window. She fell asleep in one of the empty first-class seats. When she opened her eyes, darkness shrouded the plane.
A soft white light grew from the cockpit of the plane. She turned from it, and ran.
The windows fissured. Pressure burst through the glass. White water rushed into the aircraft.
“Is anyone here,” Robin cried. “Help me. Get me out of here. Please.”
The water rose above her shoulders now. She could not breathe. First, she beat her arms and legs against the water. Then she held still.
Robin’s feet melded into silver and lilac fins. Scales prismed up her legs and into her hips. She tore off her uniform. Her hair fell around her shoulders in golden gusts. Laughter bubbled out of her mouth. She flipped here and there, and stopped at a round windowsill. Out there in the drink, there were rainbow-colored fish. The glass left sharp pain against her skin. She went to another window and beat the glass with her fists. It fell open.
Robin swam out into the azure sea.
~from Goodbye, Bluebird.”
―
A soft white light grew from the cockpit of the plane. She turned from it, and ran.
The windows fissured. Pressure burst through the glass. White water rushed into the aircraft.
“Is anyone here,” Robin cried. “Help me. Get me out of here. Please.”
The water rose above her shoulders now. She could not breathe. First, she beat her arms and legs against the water. Then she held still.
Robin’s feet melded into silver and lilac fins. Scales prismed up her legs and into her hips. She tore off her uniform. Her hair fell around her shoulders in golden gusts. Laughter bubbled out of her mouth. She flipped here and there, and stopped at a round windowsill. Out there in the drink, there were rainbow-colored fish. The glass left sharp pain against her skin. She went to another window and beat the glass with her fists. It fell open.
Robin swam out into the azure sea.
~from Goodbye, Bluebird.”
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