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Burnt Offerings

from The Hill by Spoorloos

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Marasco, Robert. 1973. Burnt offerings. New York: Delacorte Press.

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we just want you to stay the summer let your worries go just two months to help our mother some wrinkles to unfold let your wife make our decision she just wants a home work on writing a new beginning this house takes care of its own the first letting of blood restorerth the grandeur years of history pressed into an all-encompassing space the long-dead plants reborn the stately pool transformed awake almost instantaneously the grey begins to show in the hair of a woman whose years on this earth are barely twenty-eight the weakened flesh is worn the old siding is shorn replaced soon enough it seems so normal as if this was always theirs the scent of roses and lemon oil wafts as she ascends the stairs his sleep becomes troubled unable to write death fills his nightmares with malignant dread his sanity seems at stake is it the estate or his head? the wife runs out of surfaces to dust the house is ablaze with light the cancer is eating away at them without the slightest outward sign but then their child shatters a bowl the enraged spectre demands a toll from an old woman’s bed of death nothing left to believe the house won’t let them leave their souls they do not need it is time her collection centuries in progress souls trapped in her store damned by vanity unnaturally deathless siren songs forewarned their benefactor sleeps with attendant patience behind the huge ornate door as predicted they’ll never see her until they are fully absorbed the sacrifice of one family sustains another wholly unanswerable to the most cursory ravage of time how can there be a god who would let this happen? perhaps one day an attendant willful child or an accident of lightning will issue forth and set the estate aflame but until that day arrives the eternal mother abides and watches for your arrival next

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from The Hill, released June 24, 2016
Music and Lyrics ©2016 Spoorloos (Larissa Elaine Glasser)

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