Thursday, December 29, 2011

Thousand: Six Hundred Ten

think. They can just go on to hell.” The girl pushes herself up, slaps imaginary dust from the knees of her slacks and centers their carefully ironed creases. With measured steps she passes again around the complaining creature, closing the door as she leaves the room. In the next room there is another white box beside another naked figure. The girl settles down beside the box, removes again from her pocket the gold box and inserts an ant into the keyhole of this white box. “Do you think it will work? What is it? It’s dangerous, isn’t it? You could


Elisabeth said...

An ant for a key, sounds dangerous indeed. Seasons greetings, Glenn.

Glenn Ingersoll said...

Maybe the girl in the uniform is returning traveling ants to their homes.

It's time to be with family!

Best wishes for a new year, Elisabeth!