The Ladies of Horror
Cinder Gypsies Dancing
by Marge Simon
In his eyes a universe, brown embers slumbering among the flames. He confounds me, so few wonders in this world. There he sits, hand on chin, staring into the grate.
How many times have I asked his thoughts on nights like this? How many times has he evaded my questions?
There is a covenant
among the gypsies, evasive
as flickering shadows,
they speak in tongues –
He mumbles things like this while his mind is transfixed with the flames. The glow of our winter hearth has become his escape since he was laid off. I suppose I should be grateful that he hasn’t joined his mates in the tavern. They’ve no more to squander on the spirits than do we, but still they go. And still they fight, so I’m told.
“Who are you talking to?” I say, setting the tea tray down. I fill his cup, add a drop of cream.
shatter the perfect silence
eyes like pewter,
dance on, my beauties
“Who is she this time?”, I ask. My fingers trace the curved arms of my grandfather’s favorite chair. It is my chair now. It is the only thing I own that I won’t surrender in this marriage.
lithe daughter of night and moon,
a fallen virgin …
“You wouldn’t understand,” he says.
She comes nude to my bed
and with warm hair and mouth
folds in on me …
Tonight I see his gypsy, her hair in whorls of gold and violet. I watch until she vanishes in the smoke. When he dozes off, I adjust his shawl before I go with taper to an empty bed where once we lay together. I know he’s resting peacefully, all his pretty fancies dancing in the flames.
A fireplace to be cleared tomorrow. Would that I could have my own fantasies, if only I’d given my virtue to that soldier lad I’d loved so long ago.
Fiction © Copyright Marge Simon
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Gently dark, and full of sad melancholy.