Late one night when no-one was looking I swallowed a hyphen. The one from the middle of your silly surname. I felt it scrape the walls of my throat on the way down. I felt it sink into my stomach, weighing that sack lower in my body. It was not easy or quick to digest. I recalled my mother’s warnings about going to bed too soon after certain foods - all talk of things ‘laying on your chest’. I dreamed of cream and chocolate sauces smearing the bed sheets.
When I woke I’d forgotten my sudden snack. But in the morning mirror I noticed a dashed black line running down the length of my body, all the way from head to tail. And when you got up you were no-one I recognised. Just a someone broken in two.
11 comments:
makes me wonder what would happen if one ate other pieces of text...x
Me too! And of course if you'd swallow stories written using a lead pencil, you would die.
I've been playing with the idea of eating words lately so it's great to read how you took your idea forward. Makes me laugh out loud. Love sentences 2+3. That idea of a silly surname scraping down a throat is wonderful.
whoa, that's fantastic!
what a wonderful surreal sketch!
scary almost sci-fi horror atmosphere.
Oh...this is crazy-I love it!
Fantastic!
i gotta dash, but that is a dashing piece. hyphenventilatingmaking, even. I myself had a semicolonoscopy (http://serifofnottingham.blogspot.com/2009/01/semi-colonoscopy.html) but it left no marks, question or otherwise.
I've been wondering, the name of my school used to be hyphenated. Then they chose to remove the hyphen. At the same time, the headmaster's moustache disappeared. Coincidence? I think not.
Hi Jem, I love this. I tried to send you an email with a number. Kindly check your spam. Merci!
My email is mggallagaathotmaildotcom. Thank you
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