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Agatha French
A List of What I'll Write About, Compiled Earlier This Morning.
- Pool shadows = whales.
 
- Blackberry bushes scratch your thighs.
 
- I am an Indian. Why? (Let’s ask grandma.)
 
- Soon you’ll ask me to play and I’ll be the one saying I’m too busy.
 
- The procession of uniformed catholic children walking to church in B.H. during lent.
 
- Spencer’s photo in Sister Leonella’s office: was it really there?
 
- Mom’s shrink was dying in Hawaii.
 
- Pushed off the bench.
 
- Pneumonia/skin and bones/lips chapped raw.  Mom and Louise: “You look so pretty.”
 
- The meteor shower.
 
- Mountain man rendezvous.
 
- “I made that fox pelt quill.” – Mom.
 
- Muddy Waters and Janis Joplin in Markleeville.
 
- Mom meets the devil, says no to hell.
 
- Mom’s lists/Mom’s summary of Mexican history.
 
- Almost dying in the seaplane on our way to see some lepers.
 
- Good white wine looks like clear pee.
 
- The turkey photo: Amy.
 
- Disney cookbook – I don’t remember making snowballs, but she says we did.
 
- Pan dulce and Nescafe = Old Mexican ladies with perms and bruises.
 
- Taco parties.
 
- The way Lupe chops an onion.
 
- Spencer stole the koi; I named him Lou.
 
- Terri on the tennis court.
 
- Evolution according to Lupe.
 
- Who set Dad’s tapes on fire? (Mom speculation, like “I think he murdered his wife”?)
 
- Little Mom behind the barn.
 
- The bees.  Charlie.  Barn door raft.  Allergic and anorexic and shirtless.
 
- “I don’t know; I think the world is full of evil now.” – Mom at the B&B.
 
- Mom’s room/house.  Recycled wood gives kids splinters.
 
- Dad’s room/house.  Cold.
 
- Filling up the bathtub for blue gale.
 
- “Why can’t you tell me your mantra?”
 
- Haunted hotel rooms.
 
- The glass playhouse.
 
- Mom becomes a catholic.
 
- Cherokee – oranges, butterflies, roses, swimming, chickens + something else.
 
- “Remember when you were on a plane that was hijacked?” “No.”
 
- “They’ll record your breathing before they kill you and then play it through the intercom.”
 
- “We imitate each other’s faces.” “That’s pretty primitive.”
 
- Quiqua’s room.  Hologram Jesus.
 
- The red-light in the bathroom.
 
- Old dogs with bad hips walk like models.
 
- Pine nuts and rosehips.  Baskets.
 
- Saltwater lake + mocha milkshake = bleeding exema.
 
- June lake has no bottom.
 
Agatha French has written for oneforthetable.com, Edible LA, and The LA Weekly Online.  She lives in Los Angeles, California.
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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