PAD 2022....My Epiphany

There were angels bathing underneath the bridge as I crossed the Rio Grande. Their clothes were piled on a sandbar down stream and I thought perhaps I could join them. I wondered if they would accept a balding, myopic, beer gut drunkard into their ritual that looked like a painting by Cezanne, but I was just hammered enough that I didn't care. Actually at that time of my life, I didn't care about much except that thermos of sunrise back in the truck.
The desert wind blows up the river and smells like Juniper hungup in the air where the stubborn dreams and poetry fly. I shed my clothes and put them in a pile next to the others. I walked upstream and I noticed the blonde was giving me the stink eye. Then and there I noticed that they weren't angels after all but actual human women trying to wash the stink off from working at a fast food joint down the road. I recognized most of them from patronizing that place for 20 years. They recognized me as well and yelled, "Hay old man; want a filet of fish and a cup of coffee?"

The End

a reply to: olaru12

Oh my GAAAWD! The twist!
So funny

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Johnny

a reply to: olaru12

Love it!

a reply to: olaru12

LMAO drink another one old man.

written in a way that I could visualize your story pretty easy,
well done, I like!

originally posted by: KindraLabelle2
written in a way that I could visualize your story pretty easy,
well done, I like!

TY, "Both of Us" also had powerful imagery and a potent theme.
Have you ever thought about.....

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This is so close to reality, it's funny..and scary..

Love it !!!

a reply to: olaru12

Brilliant, and I love the twist at the end.

a reply to: olaru12

One of my memories of the Rio Grande was sitting in a bus on the bridge while waiting for entrance into the USA.

Just around the bend from the border control station, some guy was in the river helping two women cross. The sense of absurdity was profound.

Cheers