human noise journal
“I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.” - Raymond Carver
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You’re Not Supposed to Mention the Girl Who Disappeared
By Elizabeth Bruce
You’re not supposed to mention the girl who disappeared.
Driving home from work that night on the one lonely stretch of road after you come off the causeway over the bayou before the Esso station appears.
You don’t want to remind people that that kind of thing happens here, that we’re not safe after all here in God’s country where right minded people hold no truck with those Yankee thieves and hooligans out to snatch all your money and freedom and righteousness.
Nope, you don’t want to bring that up ‘cause, you know, he was one of ours, the one who did it, son of this same place that brought you Kay Bailey Hutchison the Senator and the great Miami Dolphin Norman Bulaich. Our sweet little one-horse town with its pretty French name that that French lady from the railroad station a hundred years ago gave to our little buttermilk junction.
No siree Bob, you don’t want to say nothing about that poor dead gal to folks round here.
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