Theater of the Absurd


Copyright -John Nixon

It had been decades since a carnival came to town, all steam, canvas and elephant urine.  Only Mrs. Donley remembered the last time, over 80 years ago.

I wasn’t sure if I should laugh or cry as I entered the ragged tent.  Dirty costumes covered skeleton-thin actors.  The tricks and and jokes were ancient and obvious.

But it changed.

A trapeze artist swung up and never came down.  The Ring Master switched from man to woman to gorilla.  The piano ate a clown.  Everyone laughed.  Everyone but me.  I was terrified.

The laughter turned into screams as I was running away.

Word count = 100

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  This weeks prompt is here and uses a photo provided by John Nixon.  Read more or join in by following the “linky“.

Yeah, this is too obvious.  I might do something else later…..

Which I just did here

14 thoughts on “Theater of the Absurd

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