Monday, August 04, 2008


Apropos of my recent comment to ALT, the following flashy bit of flashy fiction is something I haul out about twice a year for my urchins, telling them that this is so very very fine that in a couple of years I will steal it outright and call it mine—if they don't beat me to it.

I still say: "I've got first dibs." Get in line, wannabe thieves.

Aimee Bender

He met a woman with eyes so black they woke up the nocturnal mammals. If you looked closely enough—if she let you—if you were her lover and lucky enough to see in that intently—you could, on a summer night, find Orion near her left pupil. The great hunter. Watch out. Those seven little dots glittering, scattered on the iris, were like brands of longing on the heart of the looker, and she never left a man complete. For the rest of their lives, memories of the slippery line of her back would flit into their minds, while driving through traffic, while frying bacon, while washing sand from their children's hands after a long reddening day at the beach. Look into the sky on a dark summer night, and there, huge, is the eye of the woman you once loved like a rocket. Try to survive that.

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Blogger Devil Mood said...

That's lovely, the Orion bit captivated me.

4:32 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

DM: It still knocks me out every time. I'll send you an autographed copy when I've successfully stolen it. :-D

4:48 PM  
Blogger Lee said...

Ooh, she IS Good! Loved that opening line. And it just kept building from there! I need to go looking for this and get more. Added to list, check!

Happy Week! & Peace!

6:57 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Lee: It is definitely something to savor.

7:12 AM  
Blogger Lee said...

Present for you at my place! ?Venga y visite?


8:20 AM  
Blogger San said...

That IS gorgeous. Writing that brands the reader with longing.

5:12 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

San: I'll show you my brand if you show me yours. I think this year I'll have the urchins memorize it.

5:23 PM  

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