The Right Column

Spring

Tiny Leprachaun Red Devil Cherry Milkman.

excerpt

from Milkman Hamlet

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   by Bill Perilli

It was a dark and stormy blog. Lightening from the other columns. A single raven, from an image of El Capitan that someone put through the Mars Hotel Factory script, and chose one of the images and posted it over there (the page has a ghoulish hand suddenly ripping through it, like it's cutting the fabric of your handheld with it's sinisterly sharp ghoul-claw, and it points at the raven in the picture. The raven flies out of the picture, as if circling down into the giant valley, and lands on the letter N, which is attached to the letters 'e', 'v', another 'e', an 'r','m', an 'o', and another (pronounced like your from Dedham) 'r', then one more 'e'.

The red devil Milkman, with his cherry flavored milk, slides down the column border image like he's a fireman and lands near the raven. The raven seems a little frighted. The red milkman shakes it off. He drinks theatrically from his cherry-red milk flagon (it is a flagon, and not a glass). He catches the eye of . . . the reader. “Hey, let's go fishing.” he says.

Next he's in a picture of some guys fishing. Suddenly Anthony animates in the picture. You see that crow circling way off in the distance, somewhere out over the lake. Anthony is wearing a single layer cotton tee shirt and looks like he's been enjoying the weather. He breaks into laughter easily when talking about fishing, and the tiny milkman and him seem to get along great. Ultimately the discussion comes to their wives.

It's much later. The sun has greedily sought shelter for the night way way far off, across the shimmering turquoise and blue, violets, fading light ever more brilliant as there is less and less of it, the light collapses into the midnight and there are Anthony and the red milkman drifting off towards North Hero. Suddenly that raven shows up again. It caws. The red milkman startles awake.

“The downside to just being a fictional leprechaunish milkman sprite is that I don't get any benefits at all. And I only get to do stuff if someone clicks the links.”

“My jobs a little bit better than that.” says Anthony. “I get to study if all of the stuff (sh_t) they are doing, to mitigate the damage that has been done, really works.”

“That's a pretty cool job.”

“maybe you can be our new mascot.”

“I could be your new mascot?”

“Well, ya. You've got street cred, what with your happy blossom cherry milk commercials under your belt.”

“No, no, dude. that was only one gig. Just one of my many. I played Hamlet at the Red Bank Culture Amphitheater. I was Blanche in Streetcar.”

“Blanche in Streetcar?”

“Back at the pudding club. All the characters were in drag.”

“You went there.”

“Ya, I went there.”

“I went there too.”

“Who would have thought.”

“How did you get . . . so small?”

“Remember back in the 70's? There was this comedian who made a joke about . . . doing drugs. And he said it made you tiny. Well, maybe that's what happened to me.”

“Look, when we get back I'm going to see about hiring you to be our spokes-sprite.”

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Did the Sun ever really go down that night? I parked there, watching for a long while, not realizing that I'd left on my head lights.

Did somehow the Sun just duck within the clouds till day break, and amble along the far horizon till it got to the otherside?

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March 11, 2015


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