Entries By Mel DuPont
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darkroom
My kids may never know what a darkroom was.
Once upon a time, I was dating loserboy. And holography was a new thing. Long story short, we got into an argument over the advisability of filling the room we were standing in with carbon dioxide. What a tool.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 02.01.2011 @ 12:32 pm
jelly
Bowlful of jelly. Who orders that? Do they just eat it with a spoon? Do they order a dozen English muffins?
A bowlful of jelly seems like a lot of jelly. Maybe (probably) too much. Unless it’s Thanksgiving and that’s all you have to eat besides crackers.
Saltines with strawberry jelly are pretty good.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.31.2011 @ 12:50 pm
rocket
The Space Shuttle has three detaching rockets it uses to get into orbit. It’s got three more permanently attached and used for propulsion, steering, reentry, and landing.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.25.2011 @ 9:32 am
edition
I may own a few first editions. Not sure.
Having the first or the signed copy isn’t important to me. What’s important to me is the content. Can I relate to it? Does it have value? Is it genuine?
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.16.2011 @ 9:45 am
ragged
Her breath came in ragged gasps. She choked and coughed, and began to get her breathing under control.
It didn’t feel anything like drowning.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.11.2011 @ 6:47 am
perfectly
perfectly climbing roses grasping and clawing beautiful destruction
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.07.2011 @ 12:26 pm
discover
A: I’m certain we’ll discover it. I mean, how hard can it be to find… Um, what were we looking for again?
B: You know, if you can’t keep a thought in your head, something something armageddon.
A: …Underpants, profit, armageddon?
B: Yeah, that’s it.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.06.2011 @ 4:04 pm
fiction
When I was a kid, I used to wonder if this was all real. This desk, this chair, this lamp, all the accessories of this life.
Sometimes I imagined I’d wake up as an alien, and be surprised to find I’d fallen asleep and been dreaming the whole time.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.05.2011 @ 11:22 am
phrase
What was that phrase – your catchphrase? You always used to say…?
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.04.2011 @ 1:31 pm
notice
He put me on notice.
Again.
Right or wrong, it doesn’t seem to matter. I’m always on the list. Troublemaker. Rebel. Terrorist. Insubordinate.
And it’s starting to wear on me. And get me mad.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 01.03.2011 @ 9:03 am
library
I wish I had gone to the library more as a child. I would have gotten to read so many more books. But instead, I was busy playing outside: sunshine bronzing me, wind and dirt in my hair, laughing. Living. Like they write about.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.31.2010 @ 12:44 pm
split
What do you call a sundae divorce?
A banana split.
(That was terrible. I apologize.)
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.30.2010 @ 1:06 pm
stick
poohsticks on the bridge giggling silly competition is it up to luck? random? is there a trick to picking sticks? to dropping them? if it’s fun, does it even matter?
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.16.2010 @ 1:50 pm
wrong
It was so wrong, what she said to me. So wrong.
What alarmed me most was how easily she said it – like a mouth full of olive oil.
Hideous. Hideous creature.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.15.2010 @ 4:28 pm
temper
temper temper can’t let anger get out of control big kids use their words, not their swords
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.12.2010 @ 12:50 pm
believer
There is something more out there. This is the seeker’s mantra: that no matter how much I’ve seen and done, there is always more to see and do. More people to swap ideas with. More beauty in nature. More life.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.09.2010 @ 2:46 pm
amazed
amazed the silent wind when there is nothing to hit the wind makes no noise airlocked space time gone but out there adrift cold endless cold frozen past boiling frozen again brittle now and like to break upon impact.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.08.2010 @ 4:03 pm
willow
There’s a such thing as an upright willow. They’re pretty cool when they sway in the breeze.
My neighbors have upright willows. It seems to me one year, they had no trees. Two years later, they had 50′ tall upright willows.
My perception of the growth rate of these trees is probably skewed. I try not to look across the street often.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.07.2010 @ 5:51 pm
teeth
Her tiny teeth were backed by a powerful jaw, so when she bit me, I yelled in both surprise and pain. I had no idea such short incisors could penetrate so deeply, by virtue of clamp-power mixed with tinyness.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.06.2010 @ 2:15 pm
admit
Confusion: admit one. The life left unexamined sits in shallows, adrift but scraping the bottom, blown on by the slightest cold breeze. Skittering now across ice.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.05.2010 @ 9:08 pm
practical
The practical side of Mary was that she didn’t put up with any bullshit.
This prevented her from making a lot of friends.
But the ones she had were solid, reliable. Friends like that helped her sleep at night.
Still, she wondered how different her life might be, had she lower standards. Maybe those people lived happier lives. She didn’t know.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.03.2010 @ 4:30 pm
transport
“The first transport is away. The first transport is away.”
“Hooray!”
Public transportation isn’t what I thought it’d be by now, but, I think while it’s technologically disappointing and lacking in flash, it’s adequate.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 12.02.2010 @ 8:39 am
copper
Copper: once the coin of the realm. Now green and tarnished.
Why do we make things that ought to last, that need to last, from materials that, by their nature, cannot? Because it’s easy? Because copper was once freely available? Because it’s novel?
Posted By Mel DuPont On 11.30.2010 @ 7:04 am
diagram
I love diagrams. I love the diagrams that come with LEGO toys and IKEA furniture. I love exploded views of spaceships. Anatomy diagrams.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 11.28.2010 @ 1:28 pm
understood
I understood what he was trying to say, but I couldn’t process it.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 11.26.2010 @ 7:49 am
flakes
Flakes fell on the roof, weighing it down with cold and damp. The roof sagged under the weight.
Flakes sprayed across his face. “Bitch!” Hey – you can’t get mad for losing a snowball fight that YOU started.
Ice, cold wind whipping – I think I felt my eyeballs freeze over for a split second.
Posted By Mel DuPont On 11.23.2010 @ 9:05 am
science
science plastic pots and pans that old saw science is near and dear to me just wish i had more of a scientific mind tho i have bee ncriticised for being too logical i think that’s work the corporate world values logic or ought to more and more, my feely side is valued at home, at work it’s validating but uncomfortable
Posted By Mel DuPont On 11.19.2010 @ 11:45 am
duck
Under cover of darkness lies a spy and a thief both by trade and by design hiding waiting watching coiled to spring and the moment fast approaches heart racing quick breaths and time
Posted By Mel DuPont On 11.17.2010 @ 12:17 pm
ivy
Ivy crept up more ivy twined inseparable from seasons of past habit with no where else to climb but off and out unsafe cold towards light and sky easier to twist and hide in the remnants of the past safe and assured of ascension than to venture outwards
Posted By Mel DuPont On 11.16.2010 @ 8:41 am
