s$ $$ .d""b. .d""b. HOE E'ZINE #1084 [-- $$""b. $$ $$ $$ $$ -- ------------------------------------------- --] $$ $$ $$ $$ $$ss$$ "No More Sunshine" $$ $$ $$ $$ $$ by aster $$ $$ $$ $$ $$ $$ 05/21/00 [-- $$ $$ $$ $$ $$ $$ -- ------------------------------------------- --] $$ $$ "TssT" "TssT" Three ladies searched through their purses. One found a comb, one found a lamp. The third lady, small. She looked without her eyes, they were focused on the mirror. She is vain, but really--she does not see herself--she sees an eye, and a mouth, no hair or eyes or noses. She has lost her sense of smell. She had lost her ability to say anything three times fast, but she doesn't let it stop her. Gray and white. Down are her eyes--down on the floor that is gray and white. Really white, just here, in the long hallway, all cracked and dirty, mopped and stained. around the corner, on a black tile, through the door, and out into sunshine. No sunshine here, the sun has died. Artificial lights blind her, and had her sense of smell been alive, the smell of mexican and japanese and italian. Four, three, two, one, twenty-six, forty-nine. "Only two more days!" "Before what?" "Before!" "Before WHAT?" "Just before, there is no what. Or, there won't be any whats." The old lady frowned. "My dear girl, how could this be?" she said to the bee buzzing in here ear. "Simply," replied the mouse in the corner, gnawing on a piece of cheese. the old woman hurried outside, leaving her hat and gloves and jacket and everything else behind. A RABBIT MET HER AT THE FRONT DOOR AND TOLD HER HE WAS THERE FOR HER BROTHER. SHE REPLIED, "MY BROTHER IS ALREADY GONE!" AND THAT WAS THAT. she rushed on outside to check for the sun, to see it was there. she left her sunglasses and hurt her eyes in the noon-time sun and then saw the moon. [-------------------------------------------------------------------------] [ (c) HOE E'ZINE -- http://www.hoe.nu HOE #1084, BY ASTER - 5/21/00 ]