The summons went out for the deceased Theodopolous Anderson.
Disturbed by this interruption in his deathly repose, he did his duty, bound in a tattered death shroud and cradling his jaw from dropping to the floor when loosening his chinstrap while giving evidence.
Once completed, the Priests advised his spirit would wander and not find peace, so the court decided to keep Theodopolous busy. They favoured the task of weaving sand into rope.
Theodopolous looked aghast at such an infringement of his rights. He appealed and won his case.
Death by gallows, for a second time, at Bracken House gaol.
The notification appeared in the corner of the monitor, signaling the arrival of an email. Jake moved his mouse over to click it. He had run out of reports to work hours ago and needed something to do to get through the day. He felt like the cubicle walls were closing in on him. The email opened with a giant headline that read WANT A NEW JOB? CLICK BELOW! Of course Jake wanted a new job. Who didn’t at this place? He knew he shouldn’t open an unknown link but…Jake did. The ransomware downloaded and Jake got his new job.
The summons went out for the deceased Theodopolous Anderson.
Disturbed by this interruption in his deathly repose, he did his duty, bound in a tattered death shroud and cradling his jaw from dropping to the floor when loosening his chinstrap while giving evidence.
Once completed, the Priests advised his spirit would wander and not find peace, so the court decided to keep Theodopolous busy. They favoured the task of weaving sand into rope.
Theodopolous looked aghast at such an infringement of his rights. He appealed and won his case.
Death by gallows, for a second time, at Bracken House gaol.
Dust…
Old bales of grey hay
(mould dust)
scattered logs, branches, leaves
(sawn dust)
broken machines, a freezer
oak beams by eight
(bought in-situ dust)
tiny shoes, children’s clothes
filled suitcases, boxes
school books and accounts
(memories dust)
old beds, old doors
boards from old floors
empty jars, pots of paint
excuse me a minute I think I might faint,
breathe in — breathe out
the half skeleton you see has a snout
ignore the snake skin curled in a corner
the walnut shells left by secret hoarders
don’t look, just do
it’s all just dust
of years passed before you.
This is excellent. Painting pictures, like a finger trailing through the collected dust. Lovely writing
Hello Erica! Thank you for the reminder. So glad to have it. Here is my story for this Friday !!
https://arrivalsanddepartures.substack.com/p/sita-and-the-goddess
The notification appeared in the corner of the monitor, signaling the arrival of an email. Jake moved his mouse over to click it. He had run out of reports to work hours ago and needed something to do to get through the day. He felt like the cubicle walls were closing in on him. The email opened with a giant headline that read WANT A NEW JOB? CLICK BELOW! Of course Jake wanted a new job. Who didn’t at this place? He knew he shouldn’t open an unknown link but…Jake did. The ransomware downloaded and Jake got his new job.