12/14/2009

New Hope For Small Men: Chapter 13

by Grant Bailie

New Hope For Small Men is a serial with new chapters published each Monday and Friday. A list of installments so far appears to the right.

Did the manager’s wife love him? Did she take him in her arms at night and kiss the stress from his brow and pet his receding hair? Was he sweet with her, and did she respond in kind? Did they undress in the same room? Did she open her legs for him, did he lay on top of her or did she straddle him? This was not fodder. This was anti-fodder.

It was heartbreaking that the undeserving should know love while he awoke every morning to the screams of cable installers, and spent his free afternoons doing nothing or watching Mr. Carleton sip tea and stare out the window.

“Look,” Mr. Carleton said. “Do you see those two pigeons on the line? No, the other line.”

There were two pigeons sitting on a phone line. The pigeons were spotted black and white like cows. They were standing very close to each other, looking at the world beneath them, which at that moment was quiet.

Mr. Carleton dabbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

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About the author
Grant Bailie is a Cleveland-based writer and artist, and has been honored by the Writer’s & Poets League of Greater Cleveland. His novels include Cloud 8 and Mortarville, and his stories have appeared in Night Train, Opium, and Smokelong Quarterly.

New Hope For Small Men was written during Grant's participation in Novel: A Living Installation, for which he spent thirty days writing in an architect-designed habitat at New York's Flux Factory.
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Acknowledgements
I would be remiss in not acknowledging the kind attentions of all the people at the Flux Factory during the writing of this book, as well as my temporary and much missed neighbors Ranbir Sidhu and Laurie Stone, to say nothing of the indulgence of my wife and children during the project.

But most especially I would like to dedicate this book to Sara Clarke, who was there for me when I was willing to sell the dedication of this book for a pack of cigarettes. This book is for you, Sara. I have since quit smoking.
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