8 Big Chief Tablet Tales
By The Legendary Jim Parks
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Phone Call -
Deedee basked in the glow of the fireplace. The phone rang. She expected her girlfriend. She was babysitting for her.
I'm upstairs. Come on up and play.
A raspy male voice.
She slammed the receiver down. It rang again.
I'm waiting. Are you naked?
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Leaper -
Duffy fought the helm, steering the trawler under the Golden Gate Bridge against the tide. In a flash, he saw something sail past the wheelhouse windows. It crashed through the foredeck. Blood splashed the gunwales and splintered planks.
Its a woman. She jumped.
The deckhand pointed at the bridge, high above.
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A Castration -
Jake's erection grew in her hands. Drowsily, he felt something cold and sharp pressed against the base of his scrotum. By the candle light, he saw a straight razor.
You got a girlfriend? I think I give her this. She grinned wickedly, slicing.
Fuck you.
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Bill's Cough -
Bill's cough worsened each day. It was uncontrollable. On the seventh day, he almost choked.
Reeling with delirium, he couldn't believe he had coughed up a worm.
There it was on the floor, an icky gray thing covered with slime from his throat. He crushed it, writhing, between his fingers.
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Billie's Ghost -
She wrote something hard and scratchy, a she cat with the blues wearing a red slip, something worthy of a girl's worst wrist-cutting moods.
Billie's ghost lolled in the doorway.
Pluck the flowers, cultivate the thistles, make them bleed a bit to hear your eight bars, sugar. They deserve it.
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Water Spouts -
We shoveled shrimp around the clock until our hands bled against the
hickory handles. Mr. Blanchard threw back his head and peered through his trifocals.
Coo! Look here. He pointed to a delft sky with thunderheads in white relief where seven waterspouts played across the bay.
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Flight -
One day when the sun blasted hot I warmed the plane and let her roll out before I pulled back the stick and she took off like a kite. Below us, the world took on the aspect of a neat quilt in gold and green swatches stitched with gray clay.
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Mamacita -
I could hardly keep my voice even as I watched a trickle of sweat disappear between her tanned breasts.
Yes, mamacita, I like very much.
She slowly unpinned her waist length black hair and dropped the thin shift to the floor. She stood barefoot and naked, except for a crucifix.
© 2004 By Jim Parks
_________
Phone Call -
Deedee basked in the glow of the fireplace. The phone rang. She expected her girlfriend. She was babysitting for her.
I'm upstairs. Come on up and play.
A raspy male voice.
She slammed the receiver down. It rang again.
I'm waiting. Are you naked?
______
Leaper -
Duffy fought the helm, steering the trawler under the Golden Gate Bridge against the tide. In a flash, he saw something sail past the wheelhouse windows. It crashed through the foredeck. Blood splashed the gunwales and splintered planks.
Its a woman. She jumped.
The deckhand pointed at the bridge, high above.
__________
A Castration -
Jake's erection grew in her hands. Drowsily, he felt something cold and sharp pressed against the base of his scrotum. By the candle light, he saw a straight razor.
You got a girlfriend? I think I give her this. She grinned wickedly, slicing.
Fuck you.
_________
Bill's Cough -
Bill's cough worsened each day. It was uncontrollable. On the seventh day, he almost choked.
Reeling with delirium, he couldn't believe he had coughed up a worm.
There it was on the floor, an icky gray thing covered with slime from his throat. He crushed it, writhing, between his fingers.
__________
Billie's Ghost -
She wrote something hard and scratchy, a she cat with the blues wearing a red slip, something worthy of a girl's worst wrist-cutting moods.
Billie's ghost lolled in the doorway.
Pluck the flowers, cultivate the thistles, make them bleed a bit to hear your eight bars, sugar. They deserve it.
___________
Water Spouts -
We shoveled shrimp around the clock until our hands bled against the
hickory handles. Mr. Blanchard threw back his head and peered through his trifocals.
Coo! Look here. He pointed to a delft sky with thunderheads in white relief where seven waterspouts played across the bay.
____
Flight -
One day when the sun blasted hot I warmed the plane and let her roll out before I pulled back the stick and she took off like a kite. Below us, the world took on the aspect of a neat quilt in gold and green swatches stitched with gray clay.
_______
Mamacita -
I could hardly keep my voice even as I watched a trickle of sweat disappear between her tanned breasts.
Yes, mamacita, I like very much.
She slowly unpinned her waist length black hair and dropped the thin shift to the floor. She stood barefoot and naked, except for a crucifix.
© 2004 By Jim Parks
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