Storylet, A Tragedied Novel//Heide & Martinez & Belflower

…Chapter 2…

What if he wore a little face, little

Oyster                                                                      What if she were more weight, again it is clear that Oyster lacks in the tact department. He says, “How much do you weigh? I’ll translate, How much do you weigh?”

Window:                                                                                                             “O but

Oyster has been gone beneath the wave, in pre-living for so long now:

What needed to be done to court lovely

Window?” Window discusses herself in the third person. This is her attempt at humor. Since she can reflect herself at any time just by bending over and looking at her legs she may be able to talk to herself in a way that we as humans cannot. However, the reflection would be in her genitals. There is either comedy or a lesson here.

“She is a tempo to the

living pools that sunk poor

Oyster. Oyster discusses himself in the third person attempting to distance himself from the Oyster that Window and we have become accustomed to.

                                amongst the coiled, amongst the corpse of that the undecided mirror,

Window.” Oyster removes a handkerchief tucked into his moist folds and daubs his cheeks. He then begins to consider a long monologue centered on a specific flower (though he keeps it a secret) and its wooing power toward Window. He mulls over words like “thine,” and its rhyme “vine.” He wants to associate his love for her with something grand but the light is stinging his skin like a piece of detritus. He won't expostulate just yet considering his communicative difficulties so far.

Oyster has a contraction suddenly                                                         belly rising and births. As you would assume this is embarrassing for Oyster. The test he used showed blue not pink, as the back of the package stated, this shouldn’t be happening. He will be writing them a very fierce letter. His birth reminds us of a pearl

Window’s image drops from the wall, amongst the unstilled Water. Again Window’s position changes. What are we to symbolize from this? Why was the water already unstilled or are we able to glimpse that moment of the angular window meeting the smooth watery surface?

Oyster pulls caught caddis from

Window’s edge. He lays her head against some soft sand, knowing that it may cost him years of pearl manufacture. He recalls the scene in “From Here to Eternity,” while simultaneously remembering Steinbeck’s’ short story “The Chrysanthemums,” and whispers to Window’s frame, ”And, with all retold tales that are in people’s hearts, there are only good and bad things and black and white things and good and evil things and no in-between. If this story is a parable, perhaps everyone takes his own meaning from it and reads his own life into it.” He finishes and immediately remembers that that was from “The Pearl.” He keeps this to himself because it appears to work. Window’s face is opening.