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The Low Grumble of Thunder

by Hosho McCreesh

Been raining three days straight here in the desert and I ain't never seen anything like it. "Monsoon season," they say, and the air's so heavy that the pages in old books curl, the plaster sweats, and the doors are all swoll-up in their jambs. Watching it rain I had this crazy dream that, just for a few days, them doors would stay shut and the whole world would just stop. No one would bother with work and, instead, they'd just stay home, talk, laugh, get drunk listenin' to news reports, or old Ledbelly records while starin' out the window as the rain come runnin' down. They'd stay up real late just gettin' to know each other again, remember why they loved all the people they loved, and they'd sleep peacefully to the low grumble of thunder with the windows cranked open a hair. I know, I know... it'd never work.

6S

Hosho McCreesh loves writing with a drawl. He's currently alive, working, writing, and painting in the Gypsum & Caliche Badlands of the American Southwest. Portions of his work are available from Bottle of Smoke Press, sunnyoutside press, and 10pt Press.

13 comments:

Madam Z said...

What a lovely dream! But you're right..."it'd never work."
Hmmm...now where are my "old Ledbelly records..."

mgirl said...

What you don't really have a drawl??? Great dream!!!

Chase said...

This beats Twain at his finest.

Tana said...

I love the language of this piece. The message and the rain. keep it comin'

Anonymous said...

A real treat. Everyone talks like that in my hometown. LOL

Jeanette Cheezum

Anonymous said...

Love this.

Joe said...

Ethereal/otherworldly and excellently written. Look forward to your next six.

kevin michaels said...

Love the language and love the feel of this six - very Cormac McCarthy with a touch of Sam Shepard.
KM

H. said...

Thanks, everyone, for the kind words. My first piece here & was really happy with it. Hope to write more! Love the idea!

ellen said...

Well done, H!

Anonymous said...

Loved your six! Love your name! Someone once told me "Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain." If your dream doesn't work, let's go outside and dance...okay?
Caroline Wells
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Anonymous said...

Beautiful as always! If only the tears you so often pull from the well of my wordless, pungent, feels so good to release soul were worth a dime you would be a wealthy man. It feels like church is suposed to feel. "To know you is to love you..." BB King

S.

Scot said...

good stuff man--as always