PERSPECTIVE 2
Word Count: 101
Drifting clouds I catch on my fingers, twirl them around and eat them like sweet cotton candy.
I wait for the noon sun to melt roads into chocolate, the special dark kind that I love.
I avoid the green broccoli trees but I do like the rock-candy panes of the windows at Henderman’s Hardware downtown, and if you’re partial to ribbon candy which you often can get only at Christmas or in the old-fashioned stores, Henderman’s striped awnings are quite good.
Life’s what you make it, I found, and roads are too hard to enjoy just as they are.
nice. lovely, tasty and surreal. i like the reversion to the specificity of the hardware store–the character seems acquire a body and breath in that moment.
but of course.
Thank you, gentlemen! Henderson’s Hardware just came in so clearly, like the gingerbread house of the evil witch.