Another Side of the Park

by John Parke Davis

I found another side of the park last night, a street where the TVs flickered in unison through the windows, where every house played the same show but there were no people watching. The sprinklers turned on and off casually as I walked by, showering the sidewalk with lukewarm water. Lawnmowers buzzed in the distance somewhere, and all the microwaves dinged in time. My heart beat faster. It's odd how terrifying it can be when you are completely surrounded by things. I ran back home and turned on the television.


John Parke Davis, by day, fights/defends crime/law and order (but not necessarily in that order) as an attorney. By night, he sleeps and dreams odd dreams. He and his brother give away fresh, hot stories at their website/blog and they would love for you to visit.


Linda said...

Ah yes, the comfort of our modern fireplace - the TV. I am the only walker in my neighborhood, but I'm odd, I like to be around 'things'. Your blog cracked me up... back for more later.

Bob Jacobs said...

Nice one, John.

peter said...

There is something so perfect about this story. I wish I could articulate it better.

Great story.

Jp said...

Thanks for the kind words, everyone! Linda (and anyone else), please come back to the blog soon!