(Rogue Phoenix Press, 2013)
An Excerpt from this very Quirky Romance which answers the ancient question--What do Women Want?
Shadows on the Sun
The RV Park Couple No One
Has Met
Tennessee Williams knew
distinctly
—No shadows dance upon the Sun
And now you know it, too
But the sun shines anyway...
Yes, the pair lives together in
an older single wide
A two-room palace smelling like
ash trays, old coffee, and ecumenical paint.
He might have looked like Elvis
(the 50’s Elvis) three decades ago…
She is still a beauty, hardened
some. Though her tattoos have lost that etched
and sexy look, she still turns
heads... and has a poignant “way” any male or
female might recognize.
Yes, they still cut impressive
figures together—but anachronistic—
Sometime, long ago, they left
Public lives together
and rode a bus to Hamilton
City, and thought they’d stay a day or two—walking
hand-in-hand through the diesel
fumes, neither excited nor dismayed. Some time went by—
Then they waited to see if
spouses were angry or perplexed—
They never heard a thing from
the Old World—now, in late middle age,
Still they live and love in a
rent-by-the-week mobile home,
Bathed in eerie and accusing
pink light each winter morning—
Haunted by frosty windows in
the dark sky December…
They wander to the Blue Caboose
Diner for most meals
Coupling down cracked and
slippery concrete sidewalks
Without cares but with many cares...
He listens to the world on an
old AM transistor radio
She reads newspapers someone
left behind—
and paints her nails and
adjusts toe rings each morning …
He shaves a weathered face
carefully, with a blade and mug of manly lather—
The modern age, the spiritus
mundi, well that means nothing to this dyad. They have each other...
Sure, they live and love in a
rented mobile
They love with the freshness of
just-cut Timothy Hay, of Morning Glories, and the late April Rain…
There are no shadows dancing on
the Sun…
But the sun shines anyway …
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