CROSSWORD – A SHORT (POEM)
OVER BLACK
Silence.
Then the whine
of an old screen door.
FADE IN:
INT. COZY
SUBURBAN KITCHEN – DAY
The well-used dining room is littered
with art supplies and evidence of a buffet style breakfast; the sideboard is
stacked with books and piles of mail and an old tape deck set to CBC, the
reception crackles with the movement in the room. Emmaline sits at the dining
table hunched over a folded section of newspaper, dull pencil in hand, the
chain of her glasses dangling, almost broken. She doesn’t look up when the door
sounds and Felix enters removing the leash off of a small black and white pup.
The dog plunks himself down on the cool floor and Felix rolls up his sleeves
and addresses a sink full of dishes.
EMMALINE
Hey love, what’s
a seven letter word for ostentatious expenditure?
Felix weighs the answer, counting
letters out on his fingers. Emmaline stuck, crinkles her nose and drums the
eraser end of her pencil on the crossword puzzle and stares knowingly at her
partner.
FELIX
Splurge.
Emmaline counts it out before she
pencils the answer in. She smiles. Felix dunks his meaty hands into the sudsy
sink. The dog lets out a sigh of relief.
FADE TO BLACK.
>THE END<
***
I’ve been playing with this poem for a
about a week. Adding, subtracting, re-adding. As far as I can tell, it’s still
a work in progress while I await my scripty pal to weigh in. It was fun though.
A short in a poem.
In
propinquity,
Nic
I finished my show last night - so can delve in!
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