- What do the witches bring?
- They bring frogs
- Why frogs
- Because as soon as you touch them they squeeze out of your hands with a squishing sound
shinning all around- she said
- Haha – went the child without hair, her chemiotherapy had done its job
Her grandfather, her father, crushed on his wheelchair, no word from his mouth for over three
months – his stroke had done its job.
Her heart bumping wildly in her chest
(In the background: Her sister, bursting as a fat duck, dangled in chuckles
Her mother seized by her nightmares talked of death & ruin) :
the light in the room reflected their outlines like linked sequins in the glass
panels against les ténèbres that were gathering outside in their rising
nocturnal choir, a silent swinging ___Baudelaire and Van Gogh___
Half a life and this was the show – she thought, tomorrow the witches would come to see
the unneeded deed they had so finely gushed out.