the staid, crunchy workhorse
"The Staid, Crunchy Workhorse," April 9, 2022 (#99)
title from "Is Celery Juice a Sham?" by Dawn MacKeen (October 16, 2019)
Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil by John Berendt (1994)
The Eden Express: A Memoir of Insanity by Mark Vonnegut (1975)
Descent of Man: Stories by T.C. Boyle (1979)
last line from Man Without A Country by Kurt Vonnegut (2005)
The Staid, Crunchy Workhorse
Every day at the same time, the old man walked through
whatever else it might be, it was definitely "heavy." It wasn't like
the ultimate act of art. Dada sacrifice!
Don't let me tell you what we do with duct tape
following my imaginary trail of crumbs. Past all the
animal impressions: walrus, swan, earthworm. Then
if things aren't going well, we change jerseys in the middle of
one according to what sort of mood I was in. But out here it's
when the revisionist surgeons of the urban hospital insisted that
the black man was jogging along Drayton, having already made
borderline blondes with blue eyes
regardless of race, creed, color--or genus.
Indicted for writing worthless checks,
all I can really call to mind
imitated the shriek of a jaguar set afire.
It's: Somebody, an ordinary person.
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