The Firecracker Man, a story on New Year’s Eve, my literary gift for Boris K’s fans, readers and lovers. Cheers to a New Year!
Boris K. has been so stressed lately. Luckily, it is New Year’s Eve, so he has easy access to smoke bombs. The neighbors can hear the hiss, thud, crash!, Whizzz, and heeeee of firecrackers Boris K. sets up and ignites one by one in the house, from the sofa.He has decided that rather than wash dishes, he will simply blow them up. So he launches rockets into the air with a loud bang that break dishes, shatter glasses, collapse walls and turn forks into shrapnelsharp and tinny enough to pierce the roof and violate the sound barrier. While smoke and the entire color spectrum spill onto Boris K., an event that could only happen in Neverland, Boris returns to the memory of his first marble. As the neighbors wake in horror from sweet dreams to find themselves fearfully screaming at the vision of an apocalyptic earthquake, Boris K smiles and sinks into a blissful dream.
Happy New Year’s Eve, Odunde (means “Happy New Year” in the Yorube Nigerian language) and other holidays! For last year’s words belong to last year’s language. And next year’s words await another voice. – T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets
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Ovom pričicom, na sjajan način, zaokružujem pročitano u 2016.
Hvala na poklonu, i srećna Nova!
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Hvala puno na čitanju. Srećna Nova 2017, Dejane!