Mary, Mary

Copyright -Anelephantcant

Copyright -Anelephantcant

Mary always waved at me as she rattled along on her shiny bicycle.

Mary, Mary, everyone loved Mary…

Quite contrary. Always, I’d hope that she’d fall flat on her face.

Would’ve loved to have that face…

Bicycles are shit. But I would’ve loved one.

Not everyone had doting dads to teach them how to ride a bike, you know…

Everyday she’d pass by, hair streaming behind her like a golden kite.

Come to think of it, I’ve never even flown a kite. But I would’ve loved to.

Was it me? Did I run her over?

Nope.

Would’ve loved to, though.

© 2013 K.Z. Morano

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53 thoughts on “Mary, Mary

  1. I like how you went back and forth with the inner conversation and who knows? Maybe she did kill Mary and just doesn’t remember it. 🙂 There’s a touch of sadness here as well, someone whose hopes and dreams either were never realized or where the ones that were realized were never enough.

    janet

  2. Hahahaha! You are a SADIST with that wicked humor of yours. As Henry Higgins in My Fair Lady would say, “Claws in, you cat!” Good job yet again.

  3. Another great Flash from your mind! Loved the fact that it was based on a well known Nursery Rhyme and yet had poignant references to parenting – or lack of. Also you reminded me of Dad who taught me to ride, your character ought to thank her lucky, jealous stars. Dad’s teaching method: Enforce independence – on the 3rd ride down the road HE JUST LET GO! I turned and saw him half way up the road and promptly fell off! 😦

    • aww 😦 at least you learned then? ^^ my aunt who was a few years older than me taught me and i fell off the bike. (she wasn’t exactly the responsible type) some pretty nasty wound on my leg which i had to hide from my mom ^^ then she eventually found out and i got scolded for it, of course 🙂 she was pretty horrified that it’d leave a scar. well glad it didn’t ^^

  4. reading this story I wonder if ur the one responsible for the happenings in NewCago and whether moondust should turn Sam towards you rather than go out on a wild goose chase 😉
    great voice in the story 🙂

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