One For Sorrow, Two For Joy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A childrens story i illustrated for an art project.

Submitted: May 18, 2012

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Submitted: May 18, 2012



A magpie lives in the lonely tree that taps at my window. He angers my tree, my friend. He whispers to him, warning him of my shears, my greed. He defends his role as my sole tormentor.

Magpie savours my anguish, my sleeplessness and so he tears at the nesting bluejays. They return to find their nest in tatters, a mess of porcelain pieces and foetal mucus. My summer leaves with jays.

In time I become as sickened as tree, my friend. Endless nights tree batters my window. He has learnt jealousy. He envies my nomadic roots and presumption to gather the fruit at his feet- see, i have taken his children too.

One day magpie leaves, flies north over fields, his feathers dyed a deep red by the malevolent sun, curdling the clouds. He does not return. Tree and I age together, maturing strong then twisting- my hair and his branches, his bark and my gnarled skin. We are content.

One summer's night  we are singing a duet- my high, cracked scream and the deep creaking roar of tree as he shifts and aches with the wind.  I see two birds, joyous birds, wiging silhouetted against a star sky, shrieking and exulting in their being.

Two magpies have returned.

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