Binary Stars – The Kid And I

The kid comes in, snaps a few photos of a living clutter, the retail store.

“We don’t have anything like this.” The standard review, spoken by the parent of the kid who shares the photo on Instagram, Facebook, or some other app.

The shop sits on a tilted, bottom floor, two blocks from the Willamette river, not wanting to budge from its spot.

The rest of the shanghaiing office building was abandoned long ago.

The old offices, upstairs, real ghosts, shades of what they used to be.

I write receipts in illegible handwriting, transfer them to yellow, college-ruled paper for inventory, translations of the ancient product.

There’s a million means to be misunderstood, just as many to understand. Two sides of love I recognize.

If there is a dead spot in a day, receipts rest. I read Dante’s “Inferno”.

Crawling through levels, until you reach something frozen, eating away, without regard

to what’s around it, all attention spent upon what is being chewed. Virgil and Dante crawl down/up the leg of the Devil, out of the ice, a double paradox.

“This must be a dream job.” The parent speaks again while buying the kid a logo T-shirt of the shop.

The kid looks hopeful, if he moves here, there’s a chance to reach paradise. He can go to college like his parents want him to, live the lifestyle he’s always dreamed of, get away from strip malls, advance placement classes, bullies, lovers, and parental expectations.

He has been misunderstood so many times. He desires to reach understanding. Two sides of love I recognize.

I smile, showing all my missing teeth and think of Virgil as I write up their receipt.

 

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15 thoughts on “Binary Stars – The Kid And I

  1. Brilliant ! There are no other words except …. Photo?, Priceless,… Poetry ?, Bitter sweet. ….My response to this, your latest charmer would be,..in a phrase , ” Two sides of love I recognize “….

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  2. This paragraph really spoke to me, Elan, it’s what someone might have said about me the day my folks dropped me off at college: “The kid looks hopeful, if he moves here, there’s a chance to reach paradise. He can go to college like his parents want him to, live the lifestyle he’s always dreamed of, get away from strip malls, advance placement classes, bullies, lovers, and parental expectations.” I also love/hate how you leave us hanging with that vaguely ominous ending. 🙂

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  3. In the 60’s that was one show I got extra opportunities to watch after high school, because my mom liked it a lot. I’m the Stephen King fan, and pictured a ‘needful things’ type atmosphere that was somehow going to envelope the community.
    But I like the darkness that may have always been there all along, just as well. Like I said, an amazing and intriguing opening.

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