PCA 2023: Lunch with halfwheel Day 3
Who’da thunk it, the whole thing ends in teriyaki?
I hate to pan the lunch, but come on. Brian lit up a cigar before he even touched the stuff. A gesture, in my book, of mutual annihilation. I’m personally sipping mineral water like a Wimbledon celebrity until I can’t take the pangs. A bit of brinkmanship before I transition to the trough.
Put the words “trade show” before “food” and you get the subtraction of hunger. Withering of appetite. Dwindling of desire. In lieu, a swell of dread. Multiplying moans. Gut clutching. Ennui. Endless gripe. Sums and sums of sorrow. That’s what defeats the wish of taste. A desecration of the face.
Take one last look, folks. This is it. Take down my dimensions. Sketch my countenance (for the police file). Lick a stamp and prepare the paper. I’ll write to you. From Attica. Where I hear the food’s competitive.
Until I meet my maker,
Kyle
Kyle Ferrer
A recent graduate of Wake Forest University, I came to halfwheel via a previous WFU editorial assistant, Heather Haertel. In the fall, I am returning to Wake Forest to pursue a masters in English literature. As you might have guessed, I am a reader—mostly of British and American Romanticism, which means the works of Wordsworth, Emerson, Whitman and others. I also watch a boatload of 70s movies, some men's tennis, and have an aspiring blog called wagingpages.com, where I write about whatever cultural notion pops into my head. I value highly the maxim that art is long and life is short.
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