I checked my brain on a flight to Spain
And naively paid the fee,
But when we reached the airport,
I found myself brain-free.
The flight company waived all fault.
Insurance would not pay.
But why someone would want my brain,
I honestly cannot say.
Category Archives: Fiction
I Checked My Brain on a Flight to Spain
A Conflict of Truths
Anything bad people say about me
Is very probably true,
But anything good people say about me
Could possibly be true, too.
Aim
If you have the strength to distort the parabola,
Aim straight for the target ahead.
If you do not, you must use the parabola,
And aim high above instead.
The Little Girl & The Plane
LITTLE GIRL: Let go! [She strains to pull a toy plane off the ground.] Let go! It’s mine! [There’s no reply. She yanks on the plane, and suddenly, the plane moves across the floor away from her. Its sudden movement makes her fall backwards.] Ow! Mooo-oooom!
[We hear the sound of rushing footsteps as the little girl cries. The door bursts open, and a woman rushes in.]
MOM: What happened? Are you hurt? [She rushes to the little girl, and seeing no injuries, pulls her close.] What’s wrong, sweetie?
LITTLE GIRL: Mooom, she…[sniff] w-wouldn’t let…[sniff] m-me p-play with my…[sniff] my plaa-aa-aane!
MOM: What? Why not?
LITTLE GIRL: She… [sniff] she says girls [sniff] caaan’t.
MOM: Well, that’s not very smart. [The little girl jumps and stares up at her mom. Simultaneously, the plane moves with a hard thunk.] You can throw all the tantrums you want. It won’t change the fact that girls can play with planes just fine. [The plane clanks again, and the mom looks levelly at the air above it.] And anyone who steals a little girl’s toy is just plain mean. [There’s silence except for the girl’s sniffles. The mom gets up and easily picks up the plane.] Here you go, honey. Play all you want.