FRAME 1:
I asked the Gold Lady how Madonna was doing and the Gold Lady saw her yesterday. “She’s working on a children’s book right now.” Of course, she told me Madonna was simply being Madonna, whatever that is. Madonna is always trying to manifest herself as dead people such as Marlene Dietrich and Marylin Monroe and her accent is never real. Does she really know what it feels like for a girl? Is the universe really full of stars? I’m sure she can answer these things, but the Gold Lady asks me, “Benny, don’t you think that’s obvious?”
FRAME 2:
Susan looks up from her legal pad and interrupts my phone conversation. She says, “We need to discuss some things.” I’m like, yeah right, the Gold Lady has a few things she’s got to say to me and there are a few things I need to tell her as well. Susan just looks at me sternly and tells me I better make it quick. She moves around in her ergonomic chair, pushes her legal pad in front of herself, and straightens her posture. She then twists a lock of her hair. I know she is getting impatient.
FRAME 3:
The Gold Lady tells me it’s almost over for her and and the Man with the 4-Way Hips. She tells me the Man was rumored to have seen other women behind her back. I asked her what would she do if she found out and she said it would be over. I changed the subject and asked when she is coming to the hospital to get me. She tells me a girl does not have to make the first move. I tell her, “You always make the first move.”
“I don’t have to. My intuition tells me you will come to me.”
FRAME 4:
I want to continue this conversation forever. While I talk to the Gold Lady, I imagine myself wearing this fabulous cheongsam and having on bright red “fuck me” lipstick, but I know I must soon return to reality. I tell the Gold Lady I will think about what she said though I am disappointed once again, but I will find her. I don’t know how far I must go to find her, but I know I must. I hand up and hear what Susan has to say. She tells me Dylan has been given custody over me—no more custody from Mom and Dad—and Dylan has been pushing for me to be treated as an outpatient. There are so many phone calls and much paperwork involved.
©2003-2009 shindotv
Tags: creative writing, drawing, Resplendence, the Gold Lady
