Wednesday, October 20, 2004

about john and tabby

Johnathan and Tabitha lived in a recently named "bohemian" area of a major city, up on a hill. Down the street from their hardwood floored aparment there where little taco stands and liquor stores amid bars full of hair cuts.

Johnathan was a musician. He also wrote children's stories and he dabbled in alchemy. Tabitha was a ballet dancer, and a painter. She also made short documetaries about performance artist whose acts include baked beans.

They both believed in changes and progress and both had lain down in the street in protest of the war. the night they did they drove out to Westwood. Tabitha drove because Johnathan had a headache from working on a song all day and not writing enough on his new child's book idea, a story of a young sapling who who watches his father, a grand old oak, get chopped down. They stopped in at DiDi Riese and got icecream sandwiches then went to the intersection where the protestors were gathered. They lay down in the intersection as cars honked and police screamed and the noise of the world was so loud and ugly and they ate their icecream sandwiches with their backs against the asphalt.

When they got home they stroked each other and told each other how they were changing the world. how what they did was so important. They drank wine and Tabitha put together a cheese plate. They invited their friends over so they could tell them all about lying down in the street in protest of the war.

2 Comments:

Blogger Meanderings said...

Kaitlyn, you seemed quiet today in class. I hope all is well. :)

October 21, 2004 at 8:27 PM  
Blogger kb said...

i'm well. just a little burnt out. thanks for the concern. :)

October 21, 2004 at 11:55 PM  

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