FW: Digit Fables Draft
Excerpts from a book of Digit Fables
The Thumb Who Fell in Love with an Eyeball
-She was round, blue, and glistening. This was all he knew of her and all he needed know. The thumb had always been impetuous. Quick to stand in silly approval of things he never understood. Always lying down for a quick snap.
-He longed to plunge into the glistening roundness, but contrary to randy clichés and nursery rhymes, people rarely stuck their thumbs in anything.
The Sad Journey of the Index Finger
-Tired of life on the hand, he simply left one day. Not a word to the thumb or the middle finger who’d overshadowed him for so long.
-No one looked at him, but only where he was headed, as if he were always on the verge of discovering something
The Pinky Toe who Longed to be a Nipple
-True she was smaller than most, with just a tiny, impossible to paint nail, but it wasn’t just her stature that fueled her desire. It was a matter of sensation, or, in her case, a lack thereof. Callused from years of subjugation to the sandal a size to small, she felt almost nothing
-She’d hear talk of rare operations that turned ankles into knees, procedures that inserted parts of the stomach into the buttocks, but then she’d also heard stories of body parts removed entirely never to be seen or heard from again.
-She meant no ill will to the current nipples on her body. Would swap assignments with either if they were willing.
-“I could tell you that nipple don’t have it all that good,” said the wise big toe, “That they too, dream of being other, some even pinky toes, but I would be lying. The nipples in fact have a rather good lot. Truth be told, if I had my druthers
The Great Middle-Ring War
-Long before the tyranny of the hand, in the days when the fingers roamed free, legend has it that the middle and ring fingers were in love. Their names, of course, were different then, as
-The thumb, whose name, like the devil’s, has always been the same, offered the couple a gift.
-But she would forever pay a price for winning this adornment, unable to stand or sometimes even move lest her onetime husband grant her permission.
-And so the former lovers remain forever joined, but forever severed.

1 Comments:
i love it. how did you know my toe wanted to be a nipple?!?!
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