A True Loss For the World

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Today, the dewdrops on the roses are a little heavier than usual due to a higher concentration of a bitter chemical that makes the red petals droop about 0.5% lower, analogous to the effect of the decades on an obsolete lingerie model’s bosom.

The sun hits the windows and rivulets down the cracks, dusting the windowsill with hydrogen tears. The chipper papillon’s tail is a little less chipper, and the tips of the lips of the old lady walking the papillon seem to be struggling a little less hard today against gravity, hanging down in a frown low enough to scrape the sidewalk.

There was a dandelion growing through a crack in that sidewalk, and today it is still there, but another child blew away all the seeds yesterday. Mary Poppins umbrellas of hope, they drifted on the wind like the fading sound of an ice cream truck, leaving behind only a scraggly stem that the wisher didn’t bother to discard.

Today, the faces in the clouds turn their backs to the world.

Today, the cars parked on the street grimace under a pain heavier than traffic. Their paint is all gray with flecks of stars drowned in silicon goo.

Today is a sad, sad day in the history of the world. You don’t know why, but it’s a tragedy just the same as Marilyn Monroe or Michael Jackson. It is.

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Do you want to know what’s happened?

You don’t care, but I’m going to tell you, though I know little more than you do, and we shall both forget within 24 hours at any rate.

Here goes:

Frederick Brown Jr., a longtime janitor at Waterbrook middle school in Nowhere, OK., who read Where the Wild Things Are 1,003 magical times to his adopted granddaughter and made BOMB potato stew, was slaughtered last night in the brutal indignation of the inevitable. He will not be widely missed. No one will compile a homage for him on Youtube or write a biography about how he changed the world. But I tell you one thing: that adopted granddaughter is going to miss Where the Wild Things Are and potato stew, and she never knew Marilyn Monroe anyhow.

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Image credits in order of appearance:

By Koshy Koshy from Faridabad, Haryana, India (White Dew  Uploaded by jkadavoor) [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=108991

By Juergen Graf – Own work, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=3405836

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3 thoughts on “A True Loss For the World

    • I was sad to find out that one of the French artists I listen to had died before his time years ago. Then I remembered that everyone matters, and how annoyed I get when people try to value the life of a celebrity as somehow “elevated” over anyone else.

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