Look! I bear into this room a platter piled high with the rage my mother felt toward my father! Yes, it's diamonds now. It's pearls, public humiliation, an angry dime-store clerk, a man passed out at the train station, a girl at the bookstore determined to read every fucking magazine on this shelf for free. They tell us that most of the billions of worlds beyond ours are simply desolate oceanless forfeits in space. But logic tells us there must be operas, there have to be car accidents cloaked in that fog. Down here, God just spit on a rock, and it became a geologist. God punched a hole in the drywall on Earth and pulled out of that darkness another god. She —
just kept her thoughts to herself. She just —
followed him around the house, and every time he turned a light on, she turned it off.
With our recent discovery of diamond-oceans on Uranus, the "oceanless forfeits in space" became colorful.
ReplyDeleteSo much resentment, anger, violence...I love her story of escape to the bookstore reading free magazines- haven't we all done this at one point in our lives?! Bookstores always feel so safe.
Car accidents, is this how they passed? She may never have had the chance to say goodbye. Reaching out at the possibility to relate to other worlds the same happenings...
I don't know if they tell us that space is desolate.
ReplyDeleteI like the narrator's rage and resentment. She seems fed up with people in our man's world.
I am mixed. I can not point out why the woman resented his husband, especially when he puts on the lights, she turns it off.
ReplyDeleteThe resentment is linked to "the rage my mother felt toward my father!"
DeleteIs the she "another god?" Turning off the lights that God created in Genesis?