Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Moonlight And Magic
“The Klan’s okay by me,” her husband said, and spat
into his cup on the edge of the couch. “The blacks
have the Panthers.” My friend said, “I just hate
anyone who thinks they’re better than anyone else,”
and made to show me around their new double-wide,
explaining that even though it was ugly, at least they weren’t
pissing their money away on rent. I remembered our
apartment in college, the way she’d pick up men
on the street and bring them back for dinners she never
ate. One night, a juggler in a green beret beat her and she
stayed silent until he left. She went home for good, her
face caved in as if waiting for the next punch. “This is
the only room I like,” she said. I entered the small space,
filled with a day bed and a hammock full of stuffed animals.
Romance novels filled the shelf, and I read one of the titles,
Moonlight and Magic, before I heard her husband ask if we
wanted to go out to dinner somewhere nice, before it got too late.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home." Rumi
Drinking Halloween decoration suggestion: Hobgoblin Designs
Benedictions and Maledictions
Halloween contest -- Send me your best Halloween pictures (costumes, scary landscapes, etc.) via e-mail (firstname.lastname@example.org). The winner will receive my prized red voodoo knife set which will be featured in tomorrow's blog. There will be runner-up prizes as well -- and those will also make appearances on the blog this month. Good luck!