Suburban Gothic (pt.3)
(including a couple other parts of town that I haven’t mentioned before)
– it is february. it is april. it is august. it is october. it is february again. typical, you think, looking up at the sky. the sky looks back at you, and you turn away as you walk into your house.
– avoid the place beyond the Car Wash, they all say. And it is true. avoid the place beyond the car wash, or something could happen to you. one of your friends dared to go back there once, just steps past the run down sign. she has never been the same again.
– there are three middle schools. one is poor, one is rich, and the other…when you were in elementary school, you vaguely remember somebody telling you that they were going there in middle school. but when you try to recall their face, nothing comes up. don’t ever look in the windows if you pass by.
– just get uptown, you think to yourself, picking up your place. just get uptown, and nothing will happen. nothing can happen if you could just get uptown. as you break into a run, the streets of downtown drag you back, and you sigh. you will never make it uptown, and to be fair, you’re not sure that you want to.
– the birds have come by the park pond every morning for a year. nobody goes to the park in the morning anymore. a few people have caught glimpses of the birds at sunrise, but they never fly until night comes again. of course, the birds are never really bords, but you must pretend. you must pretend
– you pass a historic building. you pass a historic building. you pass a historic building. you pass a historic building. you pass a historic building, and a man in a old looking suit nods a you. you pass a historic building. you pass a historic-