AFTERNOON PERFORMANCE - kevin o'cuinn

The static from the speaker pierces the afternoon. The clown behind the wheel stretches his arm out the window, drops a cigarette and fixes the aerial.

Come to the show. See ferocious creatures; the most amazing … remarkable … unforgettable … Come to the show, see for yourself. We won’t be back this way again.

His voice doesn’t convince. A seal balances a beach ball, applauds itself, does that deep-throat seal thing; a fat woman in a tutu holds a hula-hoop in the start position; clowns tease the strongman; a chimp in ring master attire throws sweets at onlookers, shrieks. The ringmaster, the actual ringmaster, twists his moustache and cracks his whip. People close enough remark on how the glint in his eye suggests he isn’t all good. Rain starts to fall and the truck rolls on.
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Kevin O'Cuinn
http://www.kevsville.blogspot.com/
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Donald Ray Pollock