Flumes Vol. 6: Issue 1, Summer 2021 | Page 15

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unsealing and resealing envelopes (after he had taken stock of the writers’ attitudes and wants, he did not judge but was satisfied by the sterling

honesty and purity of their thoughts. He found himself smiling with satisfaction, as many of the letters complimented his acumen), junior accountants with their abaci and those senators, who remain unnamed, in their corduroy suits of procedure, as well as a fistful of miniature exotic automobiles cool in their metal casings, with these in

hand I ran towards the door my Mother held open for me; a single drop

of rain, running course of my cheek. A punitive crack of thunder sounded,

scolding me. Safely inside, looking out the window at that shelf of slate,

I relaxed my faithful citizenry into Gravity’s lap, only to notice,

upon inspection, I had errantly abandoned one of the smaller vehicles: a toy

the color

of summer grass strewn amongst summer grass.