His day started at midnight. He stood on the roof amid the days which stretch out in both directions. Time was one continuous string. No beginning, no end, only now. He stretched his arms as far as they would go in each direction as if trying to be a part of it.
He began humming an old Patsy Cline tune, searching the sky for the Pleiades amid the patchy, ghostly clouds. 3,000 stars like 3,000 wishes he, with outstretched arms, was willing to bestow on this apartment building and its people.
"92 simple elements make up most of the known universe, " he said. "But everything seems so complicated here. Where do I begin? With whom? What does saving look like?"
He dropped his arms, looked around and saw that he had a place to stay for a while. "This roof will do," He said. Years had past and this place seemed forsaken. The death of Mr. Evans changed all that.
He arrived on this roof amid the stars of the Pleiades as they rose into the clearing night sky. The rain cleared the air. The brightest of them appeared. Jack lifted one arm to the sky, closed one eye, and pointed into the center of the cluster.
"There you go, Mr. Evans," he whispered.
The waxing gibbous moon appeared to his left, rising up against the building to light the roof. He wedged open the door to the small apartment now flooded with moonlight and disappeared into its depths.
Sunday, November 11, 2018
Blog #2 - Waters of life
Jack wasn't opposed to a skatepark, really, but there wasn't the scrape, whirl or slap of flip turns anymore. Instead, the pool looked more forlorn than before. "Equal opportunity," he stated as he stood on the side of the the newly cleaned and patched pool. It was filling with clear, sparkling water. He looked across at the other tower and saw the life guard stepping off his stand.
"Their season will be over, and ours is just beginning." Turning he saw the mist rising.
All along the sides of the pool Jack placed several mason jars with candles in them. The sun was setting and their lights flickered and reflected in the rising water. The music also ascended to the roof.
Jack hummed along as he continued to sweep and scrub the patio until sunset. He stopped and knelt down to feel the water. He cupped it in his hands, stood-up and let it trickle down. Singing along, "But I don't know what time it is, it's in a jar," he looked around at the candles. "Which of these lights will light the way to justice for Mr. Evans?"
He pulled an old chair next to the pool, sat down and looked-up at the stars. He smiled as he heard, "Come in, she said,
I'll give you shelter from the storm."
"Their season will be over, and ours is just beginning." Turning he saw the mist rising.
All along the sides of the pool Jack placed several mason jars with candles in them. The sun was setting and their lights flickered and reflected in the rising water. The music also ascended to the roof.
Jack hummed along as he continued to sweep and scrub the patio until sunset. He stopped and knelt down to feel the water. He cupped it in his hands, stood-up and let it trickle down. Singing along, "But I don't know what time it is, it's in a jar," he looked around at the candles. "Which of these lights will light the way to justice for Mr. Evans?"
He pulled an old chair next to the pool, sat down and looked-up at the stars. He smiled as he heard, "Come in, she said,
I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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