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    Gallery

    By Todd Komarnicki

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    gallery |Ë gal...erÄ |

    1 a room or building for the display or sale of works of art - a collection of pictures.

    2 a horizontal underground passage, esp. in a mine.

    PHRASES

    Play to the gallery - act in an exaggerated or theatrical manner, esp. to appeal to popular taste.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBookIt.com
    Release dateApr 26, 2016
    ISBN9781456604424
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      Todd Komarnicki

      Copyright 2011 Todd Komarnicki,

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      Gallery

      By Todd Komarnicki

      Cover image: 'helga's hands' by Nicholas Weber

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      Decided to take a walk today.

      Now this, this is what’s funny – I, I have this terrible limp.   I have blisters on both my feet, on a bunch of toes, and my hip from an old injury is out of whack – actually, it’s locked up – so my hips are operating as one thing.   Sort of move like a young penguin.   And uh, my knee hurts too.   There is rain today somewhere.   Anyway, so of course I, I decide to take a walk, which is a good reminder of uh, all these little frailties that I carry with me – like physical representations of…mania?...you know, the, the ping pong balls inside my head?

      I decide to walk in, of all cities, Los Angeles.

      And I find that if I walk long enough – without looking at anything, without smelling anything, without thinking about anything in particular, except limping – that I wind up in New York.   So I guess the answer is…that’s why people in New York limp.   They’re just at the tail end of a long, long walk.

      She sat in front of the mirror today.

      I, I uh, I shouldn’t have been, been I was watching.   She knows, she knows I’m watching, but she’s afraid to turn around because it’s one of those things she doesn’t want to…know, you know.   She doesn’t want to be caught being aware that someone is watching.   While the irony is that everything she does is in the desperate hope that someone will watch.

      So she’s sitting in front of the mirror, ostensibly putting on her makeup, although, after half an hour, there is make-up all over her finger tips and all over the vanity, but not, not on her face.   And she’s uh, she’s reciting an entire episode of, of ‘Lucy’ she’d seen that afternoon, when she was supposed to be somewhere.   Doing something.

      And she, she says she can’t concentrate, can’t concentrate long enough to do anything.   But she can concentrate enough to remember every line of dialogue in this Lucy show – the one about the fur coat – I don’t know, I’d never seen it.   She looks into that mirror with those stupid brown eyes, not unintelligent just…uncurious? Bored, stupid, flat brown.   The color of tootsie rolls with the wrapper still on.

      So, she sits there and…she charms herself and…me, because I am watching her.   Falling, stupidly, in love with her…again.   And sometimes she gets so passionate she almost bangs her face into the mirror.   So I get on the other side of the glass to be part of the story that’s being told, as if someone could tell about her, as she had done, with the fur coat, with Desi and Fred and Ethel.

      So I, I’m about to come in and, and explain to her that no one is ever casually confused – they’re only frantically confused, or terminally confused, or exhaustingly confused – and just when I think she is about to spill out over the, the far rim of herself, she pulls it back in and finishes the, the tale of the fur and of Lucy, and of what gets left behind, and it’s always her. It’s always her.

      I should tell you about the other one – the new one, the extra one.   Now this, this girl – she is still a girl – not in calendar years, but in…the weight on her shoulders? She’s uh, got arms filled with helium and they’re

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