Boy in a Plastic Crate (1986)

30 May

“What’s your favourite cartoon character?”
“Muerto Mouse,” he said.
“Muerto Mouse?”
(Valeriu started to laugh)
The boy put on a look of defiance.
“No, no…we’re not laughing at you,” I said. “It’s just…we’ve never heard of Muerto Mouse.”
“In America, when you have never heard of something you laugh at it?”

We saw him one last time just outside the little shack in which the chicken man usually set up, on the streets of Veracruz. He was sleeping in a plastic crate, hooked to the back of a rusty bicycle, which was chained to a post. He was small enough that he could fit, in the fetal position, in the rectangular crate and sleep soundly.

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4 Responses to “Boy in a Plastic Crate (1986)”

  1. Ava Joe 30/05/2010 at 12:57 PM #

    Another moving piece. Short but venomous.

  2. (S)wine 30/05/2010 at 7:20 PM #

    Thanks. I think pretty soon I will have a story made from three words. It seems to be where I’m heading.

  3. ~otto~ 31/05/2010 at 9:50 AM #

    “In America, when you have never heard of something you laugh at it?”

    This made me laugh.

  4. (S)wine 31/05/2010 at 11:48 AM #

    i often laugh at my writing

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