The Persistence of Flies

Sep 24, 2013 by     Comments Off on The Persistence of Flies    Posted under: Adam Drew This, Brian Wrote This, Fiction
Looking through old notes, I found a single moody paragraph I’d written during a summer vacation in France in 2010.  Having no idea what story I’d half-envisioned, I sent all six sentences to Adam and said, “Draw anything.” He did.

The Persistence of Flies
France, in the summer, is the persistence of flies.  They follow me wherever I go.  I check into my hotel in a sleepy old town a half-hour from Épernay and throw the windows open.
The room is stuffy and high-ceilinged.  The flies are inside in moments, fat ones that ricochet off the mirrors, and smaller ones that zag in irregular arcs in the middle of the room.
They remind me of death and decay, and make me wonder what I’ve gotten myself into.

 

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