OLD SCHOOL DIRT

Copyright – Danny Bowman

Copyright – Danny Bowman

OLD SCHOOL DIRT. The letters screamed at him.

They were cold and piercing like the telephone’s silvery shriek.

He remembered that sound. It held a certain magic for him… a surprise, someone who remembered…

He had given the best years of his life to them and they had let him go just like that.

Depreciated, defaced and forgotten … he and the old payphone, that’s what they were…

Two tragically obsolete entities left behind by the fast-moving world.

Perhaps it’s time for him to move on as well.

Without looking back, the angel stretched his immaculate wings and flew home.

© 2013 K.Z. Morano


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31 thoughts on “OLD SCHOOL DIRT

  1. Pingback: Charming: A Modern Fairy Tale – Friday Fictioneers | Being the Memoirs of Helena Hann-Basquiat, Dilettante.

  2. Poor obsolete angel. I hope he’s appreciated once he’s home. Like the comparison of spirituality with a payphone – it provokes a lot of thought about how the world moves on and what we can lose on the way.

  3. I really like the concept. Too bad the modern world doesn’t need it’s angels anymore. He’ll be back soon, I think. Just in another form. Another great story from you. Kudos!

  4. As angels in existential crisis go, this was pretty good. Check out the films of Wim Wenders if you have the inkling to delve deeper into this subject. Thanks for sharing this.

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