"Get it out there, put it on butterfly wings. Open the pneumatic bus door and light the desert on fire with your explosions of joy" - one of many slices of grammar in this piece that I fell in love with. This thing moves like a jazz ensemble in liquified dream; so rich with both detail and nuance, and fast and blurred, just like life. Really beautiful, Victor.
"If we died on the highway… you know… a smashup with a train or a semi truck, we wouldn’t be here in Tucson, would we? Under a butterfly sky." This is such a lovely story, Victor. Feels very "magical realism", a genre which really speaks to me. Love reading your stuff!
Thanks Mike. Glad you liked it. As I mentioned, I got out on surreal limb. I never quite know where my coffee will lead...:) Appreciate hearing your thoughts!
Thank you, Jim. I appreciate your comment of the blending. Sounds good! May have to quote you in my marketing material (if I had some) :) Glad you liked it, friend.
The surreal element is very well handled and lets us go out of life with Matthew. It seems to make light rather than fog. The economy of the collision? seems very effective. Corn field of vision!
Like a lot of things, the corn field slipped in, and I left it alone. Kid's flowing into the storm. Thanks for reading and your lovely comment, Peter. Glad you liked it.
Amazing flying machines. Monarchs and many other types can migrate 2-3000 miles and in still air can move 15-20mph. So many other different vibrant colors and intricate wing markings. Truly a marvel of nature. I used to have a framed collection when I was very young.
Amazing indeed. I've seen a swarm before, although not lately. Here in Mexico, there's a migration route. It's marked on some of the highways to be careful.
Ah, yes. "Medicate and meditate." I remember it well. "I guess I got a little surreal." Well, not if it had been 1969... and California. Very cool, Victor.
I read it on Reedsy.com, Victor. It's just as good here on Substack. : ) On the coast above Los Angeles near Santa Barbara, Monarch butterflies gather to escape the winter temps. It's like walking through a winged fog. Sometimes, the surreal is real.
Thank you, James. I did a very small amount of editing for the stack. And I'd love to see the winged fog. That sounds good. The Monarchs migrate into Mexico at a certain time of the year. There's signs on some of the highways to warn people to be careful.
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"Get it out there, put it on butterfly wings. Open the pneumatic bus door and light the desert on fire with your explosions of joy" - one of many slices of grammar in this piece that I fell in love with. This thing moves like a jazz ensemble in liquified dream; so rich with both detail and nuance, and fast and blurred, just like life. Really beautiful, Victor.
Thanks Greg. Jazz indeed..:) Glad you liked it and appreciate your lovely comment!
"If we died on the highway… you know… a smashup with a train or a semi truck, we wouldn’t be here in Tucson, would we? Under a butterfly sky." This is such a lovely story, Victor. Feels very "magical realism", a genre which really speaks to me. Love reading your stuff!
Thanks Mike. Glad you liked it. As I mentioned, I got out on surreal limb. I never quite know where my coffee will lead...:) Appreciate hearing your thoughts!
"Maybe we died, said Yuraq, and he made a cross sign in the air, like for a crucifixion execution."
Such a great blending of the surreal, the metaphorical and the earthly truth, Victor. Every story is great and every one is a parable.
Thank you, Jim. I appreciate your comment of the blending. Sounds good! May have to quote you in my marketing material (if I had some) :) Glad you liked it, friend.
The surreal element is very well handled and lets us go out of life with Matthew. It seems to make light rather than fog. The economy of the collision? seems very effective. Corn field of vision!
Like a lot of things, the corn field slipped in, and I left it alone. Kid's flowing into the storm. Thanks for reading and your lovely comment, Peter. Glad you liked it.
Amazing flying machines. Monarchs and many other types can migrate 2-3000 miles and in still air can move 15-20mph. So many other different vibrant colors and intricate wing markings. Truly a marvel of nature. I used to have a framed collection when I was very young.
Amazing indeed. I've seen a swarm before, although not lately. Here in Mexico, there's a migration route. It's marked on some of the highways to be careful.
Thanks for checking out the story, Jim!
Ah, yes. "Medicate and meditate." I remember it well. "I guess I got a little surreal." Well, not if it had been 1969... and California. Very cool, Victor.
Ah yes, I was drawing on those days back when I ... we.. well... you know...Those days.
Thanks for checking it out, Sharron!
I read it on Reedsy.com, Victor. It's just as good here on Substack. : ) On the coast above Los Angeles near Santa Barbara, Monarch butterflies gather to escape the winter temps. It's like walking through a winged fog. Sometimes, the surreal is real.
Thank you, James. I did a very small amount of editing for the stack. And I'd love to see the winged fog. That sounds good. The Monarchs migrate into Mexico at a certain time of the year. There's signs on some of the highways to warn people to be careful.
Thanks for checking it out! Glad you liked it.