It's Still Life

At an Intersection Named After an English King and a Saint
Six Sentence Story: Part 8 Starlight Shines on the Roof

By which I mean Nyx is scratching shadows and filling the street named after a saint with decomposing light.

Tedium … when I peel potatoes, my mind wanders –

and she didn’t ask Hades’ permission, – Nyx chose to live there in the deepest level of the Underworld, in shadows and night … I reach for another potato and continue peeling … and I prefer to sit in a room with the lights off, by myself, preferring windows to stay blank until I chose to fill them.

Arpège’s kitchen is an Underworld with the exhaust fan’s hungry eye of heat dispersing fumes of seared black and blue steak, and fish into an orbit of cosmic dust … particle theory, I think that’s what it is – you send something out into universe and something always comes back.

“No, Pierre, I can’t hear a thing over this exhaust fan – I need ear-defenders against this noise.”

And Pierre stands beside me, his voice is as sharp as wind across a field of grain – he’s mesomorphic, and I swear he’s the result of the particle theory.

“Brigid, table 3 has changed their bloody minds … again … new potatoes and mixed veg instead of baked potatoes and salad, on both orders, and I’m thinking of telling them to come back here and cook it themselves,” he growls.

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Previous instalments of this story: Part 1: The Pull Back   Part 2: The Measure of Her    Part 2: The Gatekeeper’s Response  Part 3: The Colour of Walls   Part 4: Tectonic Shifts  Part 5: Out of the Frying Pan  Part 6: How to Break Eggs Part 7: A Moon River  Part 8: Starlight Shines on the Roof  Part 9: Before When   Part: 9.1 Flower Power

Note: mesomorphic . Written for Written for Denise’s Six Sentence Story including the word “grain”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2024.