Sunday, February 09, 2014

tell me honey what'll i do when i'm hungry and thirsty too

At a dinner party last night the host told me a story about the inherited silver pitcher atop his dining room table. His Euro relatives had felt that the pitcher was too precious to use and too attractive to any would-be thieves so they kept it hidden away, suspended inside a laundry chute. I keep thinking of the surreal image of the beautiful silver pitcher hanging from a rope in the dark.

1 comment:

sasha said...

I got chills!