Eating the Moon by Mark David Campbell

Author:Mark David Campbell [Campbell, Mark David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasu
ISBN: 978-1-63533-672-6
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-08-29T04:00:00+00:00

IT’S JUST before dawn, and Pico as usual is perched in the bow of the canoe. I’m fidgeting, trying to make myself comfortable midway down, while Kizo and Luca are knee-deep in the surf. Molap pushes his canoe into the water beside us and barks orders at Den, his partner, to hold it steady. Then he yells up to his son, Tiki, to bring him his net. A shy, skinny boy appears carrying a bundle so large he can barely see over it as he staggers down the beach to the water’s edge.

“Watch what you’re doing, boy. You’re trailing my net!” Molap grabs the bundle from him. Tiki stands motionless, his small feet sinking into the wet sand as Molap wades back to the canoe.

“Molap,” Den says carefully. “Don’t be so harsh with him. He is still only a boy.”

“Well, it is time he grew up and started to act like a man,” Molap growls.

“I’m his father too, you know!”

“If you don’t stay quiet, I will leave you both on shore.” Molap throws the bundle of net into the bottom of the canoe and turns to retrieve some spears from the shore.

Den curls his lip at Molap, then looks over to Tiki, who is still standing somberly at the water’s edge. Holding his closed fist to his mouth, Den makes a couple of loud kissing noises and launches them toward Tiki. Tiki smiles and catches the kisses, then pounds his chest twice. Den winks and climbs into the canoe but says nothing more.

Suddenly Kizo gets a strange expression on his face. “Hey, Molap,” he calls. “Lend me one of your spears?”

Molap sneers. “Why do you want my spear?”

“Kizo….” I point to the two spears lying along the gunwale beside me. Kizo shoots me a look.

“We are four, and there is only you and Den. Come on,” Kizo pleads. “We are almost brothers. Our mothers come from the same house. Don’t be a short penis with me and give me your extra spear.”

Molap scrunches up his face and growls as he tosses the spear over to Kizo. Den leaps into the canoe with his back to Molap, drops his head, and laughs. Molap grunts, pushes his canoe out, climbs in the stern, and paddles off toward the reef. I can see Den still shaking, holding in his laughter as he waves good-bye.

“Why did you call Molap a short penis?” I ask Kizo as he paddles us out.

“Oh, I was just having a bit of fun with him.” Kizo grins.

Pico jumps up and down in the bow, repeating, “Short penis, short penis.”

“Hey, don’t worry, little buddy,” Luca says. “Your penis is not that short.” He punches me on the shoulder, almost sending me toppling overboard.

“Thank you, Long-Dong Silver.” I grab the back of his loincloth to steady myself and give it a sharp tug. Luca yelps.

Kizo laughs. “No, a short penis is someone who does not want to share. Old Molap is the shortest penis on the island, so we play games by borrowing everything we can from him.

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