Like That

He had just bought his daughter an ice cream cone and they were walking back to the car when the little girl’s arm, the one holding the cone, suddenly fell off and onto the ground. While he was reaching down to pick up his daughter’s arm the other arm fell off as well. The little girl was frightened and was about to say something to her father when her mouth fell off and into the puddle of melting bubble gum ice cream. He was telling her not to panic and trying to put her arms back on when both of her eyes fell out of their sockets. Looking for her mouth he accidentally stepped on her eyes. He told her not to worry, that he would fix everything, and that’s when both her ears fell off. Next to go were her legs. Now she was just a mute torso lying on the ground. The father scooped up all of her fallen body parts and looked at the stump that used to be his daughter. Before he could tell her not to worry, that everything was going to be okay, the little girl’s head detached from her neck and rolled down the sidewalk and into the street, where it was promptly run over by a four-door, gun-metal grey Taurus covered in dozens of pro-war stickers. The father gathered what was left of his daughter’s head, as well as the rest of her body, and placed the remnants into the trunk of his car, which was not covered in stickers, but dents and scratches from an assortment of parallel parking misadventures. As the father drove home he thought about his daughter and how he had always known that this day would come, although he hadn’t expected it to come so soon. He was, however, grateful for the time he had spent with her, and understood that he had been luckier than most. After that he didn’t think about her anymore.

2 thoughts on “Like That

  1. This story’s so awesome and accomplishes so much in such a short space of time I don’t know what to say about it first — except, perhaps, that all the combined elements make it richer, and each element adds depth to the other. Surprising, unexpected, political, hilarious, unbearably sad, and, an oddly-punchy indictment of the human capacity for indifference, I don’t know how the fuck you came up with the thing. I don’t mind going out on a limb, here, ’cause this piece is so unexpected, entertaining, and exhaustively awesome. There’s not much else to think about, or much else left undone, after one’s reading of this micro-fiction piece is complete. Kudos!


  2. Mr. ‘Pants is so correct.

    And the mundanity of …dents and scratches from an assortment of parallel parking misadventures…makes me laugh with a guilty pleasure.


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