Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Michael McClintock: ORDINARY SEDUCTIONS

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Dolores rose early and, careless about buttoning up the front of her sky-blue house coat, under which she wore nothing, primped her small flower beds and mowed her rug-sized lawn, the dew fanning from the blades in a light spray that wet her legs and made a thin, tremulous rainbow in the air. The last thing she did was step to her front gate and carefully twine a strand of flowering vine from fence to mailbox post. Smiling, she then went into the house and I saw no more of her that day.

honeysuckle . . .
the mailman takes a sniff
as he closes the box
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by Michael McClintock
Fresno, California
first published in Blithe Spirit, V12, N2, June 2002

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