Tales from the Good Ship KafkaBury by Bruce Taylor

Author:Bruce Taylor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: literature, magical realism, kafka, bradbury, metamorphosis
Publisher: ReAnimus Press

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For the next several days, we talked a lot about T.S.X. But, the options were sort of limited. We first talked to T.S.X. about reversing some of the changes for Myrna, but they repeated that it was a no-go. Once the changes start, they have to run their course for six months or so because it’s too much of a shock on the body to start, then suddenly reverse course. The body had to stabilize but they were looking into somehow shortening the process because similar “issues” to ours were coming up more often.

So. We went in one Saturday, about two weeks later and in the meantime, given all the guys constantly crowding around Myrna and her admitting how difficult it was not to succumb to the pull of the hormones, I realized there indeed was no other recourse for me than to do what I had to do. Now, like Myrna, I wanted to do everything I could do to save the marriage because there were some areas our relationship that were now doing pretty damn well—especially if these intense times for Myrna were to be the way things would be twice a year. With me. Or at least I hoped with me. But it did dawn on me—what were things going to be like between when that chemistry wasn’t there? And in the last several days, the chemistry had decreased noticeably. I kept thinking I could just wait out those times but the thought of all those guys—it was just too tough to consider.

So. Myrna accompanied me as I went in to T.S.X. Same escort, same matrix of hallways, doors, double-doors, blah waiting room and then the five minute procedure. Afterwards, out to our favorite haunt, Fido’s Place.

A waitress fluttered over to our table to take our order. I noticed her name tag. “Robin.”

We placed our order.

“Thank you,” she chirped. “I hope you enjoy your dinner.”

I didn’t think the effects would happen so fast. But when I ordered steak and then, after eating it, pounced on the bone with both hands, and began gnawing on it—

Myrna hissed in surprise, then laughed. “Well, guess I don’t have to worry about guys crowding around me, anymore, do I?”

“Growf!” I laughed. “Guess not.” But out of the corner of my eye, I saw, at a table not far away, these three perfect, dark-eyed ladies, with hints of cocker spaniel about them, all looking at me, mouths open, panting.

I abruptly realized that bone on my plate wasn’t the only bone that demanded my attention...

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