AUSTIN DAVIS READS FROM CLOUDY DAYS, STILL NIGHTS SATURDAY MORNING CARTOONS
Saturday Morning Cartoons
We used to watch cartoons on Saturday mornings when the string of tin cans rattling behind the rusty cars outside was strangely unironic. We would lie
with our bellies to the carpet, pressing our faces closer and closer to the screen until Batman’s batarang shocked the tip of our noses. Maybe that’s why I always
thought the neighbor’s hedges were green horses. Imagination was only half the equation. Now, 10 years later, it seems we’ve become accustomed to the dirt roads pulled tight around our skin.
I, for one, never questioned why we got grinning masks for our 18th birthdays instead of lottery tickets or cigars.
We were all adorned with the same disguise - always one size too loose. I guess they wanted our warm breath to suffocate under their scrubbed skin, bleached paler than the lovers that used to live on the moon.
It’s only now, as I wait for you on a morning stained by yellow clouds, that my reflection swirling in the black coffee reminds me more of The Joker.
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