Exclusive story: There Is The Sun; Prairies - house/disco mix; Poem - fall through sky: Tales From The UniversE 62 - newsletter from The Grass & The Bracken
An arcadia of imagination
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1. Kid Paradise’s Spring Beach Bar is Wild and Wild. And Wild. And, wait a minute: WILD-ER than last week!!! And is hitting May like The Paradise Kid is born a trillion times each century while exulting in a perma-mid-life non-and crisis
May is here and
what else
to do
than listen
LOUD
to Kid P’s tuuuuunnnnnnnneS???
‘Prairies’
Kid Paradise In The Mix Is Handing It Out!!!
2. It is all art, baby
A field - yesterday, 8 May
3. Poem: never defeated
when you fall through the sky
like your last night on earth
be brave
be
tender soul-ed
4. Short Story
There Is The Sun
The sun in motion whirling across the skyline over the country of Higher Poynton was amber and obese as if she who caught it imbued in the orb the millions of years of histoire and victorie sighted only by the furnance hot star and she drew it in broad crayon upon a sheet of starched white paper gone tinder dry in the heat as if papyrus leftover from Egyptian times.
She was 5 years old last week and she had two elder brothers who played basketball all summer, back and forth across the grass on the half an acre of land that spread from the edge of the house on this hillside, shooting for the hoops set up at either end of the unmarked de facto court.
A happy household of two parents who each inherited a pile of money in their mid-20s from deceased grandparents and knew how to enjoy this good fortune, setting up home in this quiet country and starting their family now a decade old, as this the age of their eldest lad.
The girl studied her picture of the sun and how the light that shone off the freeform eggshaped star was spindly arms of yellows and reds and she gazed up from the seat in the shade by the horse chestnut tree bedecked in its candled white and vermillion summer flowers to place her image of the sun against the real sun, a negative upon original that glowed through on to her face, and along the branches of the tree a glint of metal that tilted and as the leaves swayed they kaleidoscoped this glint and she took her picture and got up off the seat and walked out from under the tree to the Ford N-series tractor where its metal did glint and clambered up from the longgrass and placed her image of the sun on the dash and placed the vehicle in 1st and drove a slow chug skirting the low end of the meadow before pointing for the slope bedecked in crimson wildflower and made the climb slow and easy.
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