Saturday, August 22, 2009

Giants crickets

Beverly Barkowitz was hooked up to an IV machine that went click, click. She started dreaming about giants crickets, and a large iguana. Too creepy, thought Bev, who woke to hospital noises that sounded like gang-bangers having a party.

Bev phoned Duncan, who tried to reassure her. Then she opened an audiobook on her iPod and slept in and out of narratives by Neil Gaiman.

Bored by day, Beverly Barkowitz rested and healed, healed and rested. She pulled a little thread from her nose.

It was a cockroach.

1 comment:

Boomchick said...

I dream of Beverly.. she's healing and resting and seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.. Here's the way a PrairieShiksa would view it: let's just pretend 2009 does not exist. On New Year's Day, 2010, all will be well and we'll party like it's 1999.

(oh.. wait... that's old again... note to self: retrieve current pop culture references for post)