Mention gateways and mythologies and I see openings to paths better left unseen. No choice is
choice, but preparation leads us astray as well. Take this bitter leaf. Call it arugula. Call it rocket. Call it colewort or weed. Dress it with oil and vinegar, with garlic and lemon. Add tomato, salt.
Though you try to conceal it, the bitterness remains.
But back to gates and myths. Do they truly lead us out, or do we circle back, returning to the same endings again and again.
Remove the snake, rodents return.
Seal the hole. Take this leaf. Voice those words. Close that door.
“The Bitter Celebrates” first appeared in Amethyst Review in December 2018.
I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...
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