Orange Eats Creeps, The by Krilanovich Grace

Author:Krilanovich, Grace [Krilanovich, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780982684863
Publisher: Two Dollar Radio
Published: 2010-08-31T20:00:00+00:00

I could see how you, little girl, could be lured down a scraggly mud path down to a creekbed, under the cover of big redwood trees.Could be led this way by a boyfriend, perhaps. An ally. Told you could leave your purse hanging on one of the low branches. There were patches of ferns, a heavy wet grass, other soft round leaves. Petals. The ground was soaked and swollen with water but red dust hung in the air, settling and solidifying into a black paste. There was rot everywhere. Later, the scene circumscribed with hyper-yellow crime tape. Crime scene/off scene. The area of rot may have masked itself off from the rest of the world but not from watchful eyes and perceptive minds seething like a smokestack so many miles away. I blew out a candle at night. Waxy soot eked into my lungs as the cover of darkness allowed me to flow freely to thoughts of fabric hanging over the windows of the trailer in the woods: tweed, plaid, pink and brown. Concentrating on curtains covered in black mold hanging in a trailer somewhere in the sticks, on a flat parcel of soaked straw and burlap… There were whole days of it. Coughing against a backdrop of burning gas. A sky that burned as orange as an intestine. Living within grappling distance of the world’s biggest loozers, beating them as they winked at me. The surveillance video showed them scraping some girl off the pavement, somewhere halfway around the world. Militiamen do a dance with shovels. It looks like the whole place would smell like plastic vomit. They stuff the girl in the back seat of a car and drive away. The news footage dramatically fades to red and the anchor makes some kind of joke about murder being “radical” again. I think the word he used was actually “rad.” “If anyone hasn’t guessed yet, there’s a fucking war going on.” The membrane closes around the cat’s eyes, white shutters oozing across… my mouth shuts around the big black and white cross hanging from my neck. Sucking on that big plastic cross makes me happy. My canine teeth grow longer and soon I can’t exactly close my mouth the same, but y’know I became a killing and eating machine, adept at stuffing and slurping. I like my new teeth, don’t you?

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