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November 27, 2023
"Mes de los Muertos"

Interpretive Dance for the New Moon

By Ryan Quinn Flanagan

Interpretive Dance for the New Moon

There are so many to choose from, people I mean.
And then there are all the abstainers fasting themselves
out of a chance with the lunch lady. Her sweaty civic duty
sausage fingers shoveling out mashed potatoes and waiting
on rings. The ballet is silly because I prefer to dance by myself;
an interpretive dance for the new moon even though I can't
dance and I don't even remember the old moon. Not too nostalgic
which is fine with me, but then why keep a diary or a wristwatch
for that matter? It's milkshake economics best I can tell, so busy
pasteurizing the milk that they forget the cow entirely. I graze
as well as I dance which is to say I forget to eat and the lunch lady
is out of the job. I hear they're hiring at Columbia, but you have
to type 30, 000 piles a nonsense a minute and be scandal-free.
And if that seems draconian, you can always work the docks.
It is a shared misery down there, most democratic. I can't
remember the last time I saw a ship come in that didn't belong
in a bottle. There are so many to choose from that I have
forgotten how to pick.






Article © Ryan Quinn Flanagan. All rights reserved.
Published on 2019-02-11
Image(s) are public domain.
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