Melinda stores memories inside chickens – uncaring birds.
Buys groceries.
Eats. Cleans. Makes a cup of tea.
Sitting by her window she knits long scarves. Hobbies are a good thing.
It all feels like calling home and speaking in a foreign accent, or like a strange cat sitting on her armchair.
Melinda used to have her rooms full of nightingales. Sometimes she flashed them at people.
Well, she is only human.
But counting nightingales before they sing all their songs is a cheater.
It comes as a missed train, as rain inside the brain; as unequal exchange, torn page, minimum wage. It comes as derealization, depersonalization, as minding the gap but still getting your foot stuck in it; as varicose vein, chest pain, not so sweet martha lorraine. It comes as blue, to paint blue the heart; as human factor, x-factor, max factor. It comes as grabbing hands, twisted arms, naked light bulbs; as consumable products, consumable contacts; as dropping leaves, dropping hints, dropping names (even her name has gone out of fashion). It comes as untied love knots, as mispronouncing your deepest thoughts. It comes as leaving, it comes as staying; it comes as anything, as everything.
Some call it fate, say it spreads like butter on a staircase.
Others the biggest joke there is.
One day Melinda didn’t feed her oven.
She took no nonsense from dishes who claim the road to feelings is perplexed.
She gulped down all tendencies to be nice to herself.
First she had a tall drink.
The world was off somewhere, grinning at caged giraffes, taking pictures of quaint cottages or bloodsucking.
Millions of fibers clinging to each other, loop chains growing longer and longer.
Fate was Melinda knitting scarves, pushing the needle with a bruised thumb.
Making a big bad loop, she turned herself into a hanging ornament
while a ladybird was passing outside her window.
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MELINDA’S LONG SCARF SYNDROME was originally published on Rat’s Ass Review, Winter 2017 Issue, 10/12/2017
http://ratsassreview.net/?page_id=2794#Pappa
©️ Basilike Pappa 2017 – All Rights Reserved
This is FAB! x
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Thanxxx!
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Imagine the luxury of finding something so special, so profound yet relatively unread. Like descending the stairs into some smoky jazz club to find one of the best saxophonists you’ve ever heard. That is this. Either you are great or I think you are. Either way I’m happy to read this ❤
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I am happy you read this too. It’s a very special piece for me. And it’s, as you say, not much read. Thank you for finding it and appreciating it!
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My pleasure!
It is just so clever; I return to it in the afternoon and it shines differently. I read it aloud, and the long stanza is art.
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I had been working on it for a long time, trying to have a clearer back story in my mind. That long stanza wasn’t there in the beginning. I knew something was missing, but didn’t know what. Finally I came up with this.
I can’t tell you how happy I am that you like it!
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I’m so excited to say I like it and your mind, very very much 🙂
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And you are making me very, very happy!
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And now a smile contagion has spread as I begin my work day!
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Have a great work day, all smiles!
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Twas better than imaginable after your international endorsement 😊💟
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Great!
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I had missed this amazing post before, came here from the interview link, and blown away by the writing. Its so dream-like and unstructured at the surface, yet one sees the thread binding the lines as one reads on. Some great lines too, to quote:
Some call it fate, say it spreads like butter on a staircase.
But counting nightingales before they sing all their songs is a cheater.
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Thank you! I really love my Melinda. Kept her in the drawer for quite some time until she was good to be shown.
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What you did here is absolutely fabulous.
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Τhis is one of my most favorites. I’m glad you found it.
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I’m usurping your blog. I see I started reading you some time in January. Now I’m catching up.
I wanna read everything I missed.
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And I will too, probably during the holidays though.
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I had to go back to reread this. I’m in LOVE with this piece.
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I am really glad you feel so. Actually, I’ll go read it again myself.
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Repost it. It’s perfect, honestly.
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Yes, clearly one of my best.
I will very soon!
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Good.
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