Object Writing based on Pat Pattison’s exercises. Haven’t done it for a few years. Used to do it regularly, on the streetcar, on the way to work, to wake up the brain for the day ahead.
Decided to do it again for a week or so, as prescribed, for exactly 10 minutes, right after sliding out of bed.
May 15/19
Impetuous spray acidy shower – blinking - the smell is distinctly orange as I peel the thick skin from the inner flesh my fat fingers slip a bit on the outer moisture and inner juice that (the) nose knows the smell. My mouth is anticipating the fresh tingle of fruit hitting the tongue and cheeks. I look around sheepishly as some juice is dripping in spite of my careful attention. The airport lounge is echoing with the tiny wheels whining, hushed tones of parents soothing the cranky kids and tap tap of hard shoes and squeak of soft soles on the floor. The cathedral space is reverent. No one wants to make too much of a fuss. Each of us is in our own state of excitement. I’m hungry knowing there is time. Pull out the creaking plastic bag and slide open the re-useable track. There is a red apple. Exchange the thick, soft orange rind for the hard thin skin. Bite in with a pop and another spray, this time another smell replacing the….
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