Monday, February 11, 2013

Improv 20 (“Father’s Bedroom” Lowell)

"Dad's Pets"

When I was too young to remember
my room as a toddler, there was a python
named Spike who ate the rats and mice I named
in the brown paper bag Jerry, whom were only
acquaintances for my lap in the car ride home.

A salt water tank in the hallway with a lion
fish and live coral. Mom says they found a
baby octopus when they went surfing one day
with my uncle and put him in that tank.
It inked. Everything died.

My stepmom gave him a father’s day gift
of two baby chameleons we killed one of them
for not Google-ing enough and set the other one
free. The feral felines probably got to him. 

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