Take velocity into account, figure height and distance,
add trajectory plus time, then let her rip. Billy likes solid
paving stones, while I prefer hollow cinder blocks. Karen
chooses traditional red bricks, as she lacks the upper body
strength to throw anything heavier. What she’s missing in
muscle, she makes up with accuracy – one bull’s-eye last
month, with three kills to her credit. Imagine driving down
the highway, singing along with Toby Keith when wham,
a brick spiderwebs your windshield and without thinking you
mash down the brakes and the idiot tailgating you crunches
your rear end, launching you off the road and into the muddy
ditch, while another obliviot crashes into him – Karen’s work.
The only time I’ve seen her smile. Billy says she’s meaner
than me and the old man put together, which is quite the
compliment. We don’t see each other often, but Daddy’s
up for parole in a few months, and if his lying has improved,
well, who knows. Billy’s aim ain’t much – he’s managed
to dent a few roofs and truck beds, and caused a Ford
F-150 to swerve, but that’s about it. Me, I’m hunting the big
game, the 18-wheelers. I got a good feeling about tonight.
Robert Okaji lives in Texas and is the author of If Your Matter Could Reform (Dink Press, 2015) and The Circumference of Other, which is included in Ides: A Collection of Poetry Chapbooks (Silver Birch Press, 2015). Publication credits include Panoplyzine, Hermeneutic Chaos, MockingHeart Review and Eclectica, among others.
More of Robert’s writing can be found at O at the Edges
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Good job Robert. I enjoyed this much.
Cheers,
Frank
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Thank you, Frank. Much appreciated.
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You’re welcome Robert.
Cheers,
Frank
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Clearly rendered, harrowing insight.
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Thanks, Ron. Taken from the local news. I’m not certain that anyone has been apprehended yet.
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Very tight read
you had me from the beginning
Love the subject matter
The Sheldon Perspective
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Thanks, Sheldon. Thought I’d try something a little different from the usual…
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It’s frightening in its realism. Because there are people who walk through life thinking this way. Believing that it’s ok, just because
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Thanks, Sidra. It is a bit scary, isn’t it?
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I feel like I just entered the mind of a psychopath.
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Thanks, Jay. Entering’s not so bad. But getting out!
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Such darkness presented like there is nothing wrong with it. Some way to express. Good one.
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Thank you, Sudhanshu. These darknesses are everywhere.
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extra strong mints and Winston cigarettes somehow spring to mind
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