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This week’s very unique photo prompt is from fellow writer Ted Strutz. Thank you for the challenge, Ted 🙂
The photo is filled with old, failed implements intended to contain the flow of water. When they fail, it floods.
It made me think of the homeless population that lives and hides among abandoned junk. How might a homeless man grieve the loss of his lifestyle?
That’s the micro theme of the story.
On a macro level, how might any man grieve the loss of his lifestyle–and the very ecosystem in which he lives–in the case of a real-life, cataclysmic flood? I’ve written a few stories about this environmental scenario previously: one ended on the highest floor of a downtown condo complex, and another ended in the post-op ward of a high rise hospital. Apparently, my protagonists survive the watershed by seeking higher ground….
Now I will try to combine the above themes with a little dark humor and a Twilight Zone ending!
How to Grieve in Five Stages
by Jan Brown
I was a climate change denier.
But when the big melt-down began, I went with the flow.
I ran out of anger long ago.
First, when I lost my job.
Next, when my daughter kicked my drunken ass out of her guest room.
I was living in a crate when it happened.
The crate floated away, and I begged to camp in the library.
I flooded the world again—with alcohol and tears. Mostly alcohol.
I’m the only one left in the library. Or anywhere else.
Where are my reading glasses???
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