Trending
MOST READ
SAPD Issues Thousands of Tickets for Homelessness

SAPD Issues Thousands of Tickets for Homelessness

News: Data and records obtained by the Current show that between January 1, 2013, and early October of this year the San Antonio... By Alexa Garcia-Ditta and Elaine Wolff 10/22/2014
6 Sinfully Good Grilled Cheese Sandwiches in SA

6 Sinfully Good Grilled Cheese Sandwiches in SA

Food & Drink: Cheesy Jane’s. Multiple locations, cheesyjanes.com. If the name is any indicator, this San Antonio staple doesn’t mess around when it comes to... By Tommie Ethington 10/22/2014
A Closer Look: The ins and outs of a few important races

A Closer Look: The ins and outs of a few important races

News: For more than a year now gubernatorial candidates Wendy Davis and Greg Abbott have dominated airwaves and secured way... By Mark Reagan 10/22/2014
‘Walking the Camino’ Explores a Treacherous Trek Through Spain

‘Walking the Camino’ Explores a Treacherous Trek Through Spain

Screens: In the Middle Ages, pilgrims walked the 500-mile El Camino de Santiago de Compostela as a pilgrimage to the tomb of Apostle St. James. It was an... By Stephen James Ross 10/22/2014
Failure Is Not an Option: George Lopez returns to SA

Failure Is Not an Option: George Lopez returns to SA

Arts & Culture: It is evident comedian George Lopez is still a little sensitive about the on-again, off-again relationship he’s had with television. Whatever the... By Kiko Martínez 10/22/2014
Calendar

Search hundreds of restaurants in our database.

Search hundreds of clubs in our database.

Follow us on Instagram @sacurrent

Print Email

Flash Fiction

Best of Flash Fiction, January 2013

Photo: , License: N/A


As some of you may know, I'm intrigued by constraint. I love poetry and prose that construct some kind of artificial or natural rules (or boundaries) and then play the game. Oulipo is a group of writers and mathematicians (and musicians and artists and on and on) who insist on constraint. Raymond Queneau, one of the founders of the group, defined Oulipians as rats who "build the labyrinth from which they will try to escape." Yes. Beautiful.

This week's piece is one such work. And an excellent example of how such writing can be a worthwhile challenge. Can you tell what the constraint is? Send in your own bounded works (it's so freeing) to flashfiction@sacurrent.com

South Texas Town Tail

by Don Mathis

I fell in love with Marion, oneof the daughters of Albert and Peggy Mendoza. We were on Welfare for a while but it was like Utopia. We were living on the Cheapside and didn't mind the lack of Dinero. It only Cost a Nickel for Hamon eggs at the Mineral Café so we saved a little bit of Gruene. We enjoyed each other's Comfort in our Sweet Home. She was the real McCoy and we would Smiley and Converse late into the night. I thought our Union would last forever.

Then another Pearson entered the picture. One of her Twin Sisters started coming on to me. Nell left me alone but her Sisterdale was quite the teaser. She kissed me once, she kissed me twice, and she kissed me once Seguin. I prayed to the saints not to succumb to her temptation. I called on San Antonio, San Marcus, Saint Hedwig, and the Lady of Guadalupe. I tried chanting to Buda and even lit a candle for the ghost of Henry B. Gonzales.

But it was useless when Dale removed her Shertz. And when she made like a Kirby vacuum cleaner on my Live Oak, it was Devine. She made my Pipe Creek just Luling around and I started seeing this woman almost Dilley. I kept Luckenbach for Marion but she found a way to Cibilo my excuses to Hunt me down. I had opened the box of Pandora and was heading for the cliff like a Leming.

Marion was Cross but she forgave me. I was so happy, I shouted "Geronimo!" But then I met Natalia – and she showed me her little Poteet. She was heavy but it was a Pleasanton. When we Dunlay together, I thought she would break my Devil's Backbone. Marion suspected I was cheating on her again but I told her I was drinking a Shiner with George West, an old Fischer buddy, at the West Point of the Woodlake. Then Marion's friends Charlotte and Christine told her the truth and all Helena broke out.

I told my Bebe it was Balcones Fault and I wouldn't see her any Moore (and it was Olmos the truth, just a Lytle lie). But Marion didn't believe that Bulverde and stood like a Stonewall. She swore I would Boerne in Helotes like a piece of Charco before we got back together. Then she called me a low-down Kyote and punched me Midway between the eyes.

My lies were Legion and I felt like such a Bastrop. I was lucky Marion didn't kick me with her Bigfoot right in D'Hanis or hit me over the head with a piece of Driftwood or a Concrete block. I felt like Kenedy after Oswald or Nixon after his downfall and my spirits were lower than a Coal Mine. I had lost my Center Point and now had to pay La Coste.

Don Mathis recently served as president of the Texoma Poetry Society, an affiliate of the Poetry Society of Texas in Sherman. And in 2010, 'Dionysus Don' was crowned champion of the McKinney Poetry Slam. Don is very involved in the poetry community in Bexar County. He is a founding member of the San Antonio Poetry Fair and participates regularly with Sun Poets and La Taza writers' group. His poetry has been published in anthologies ("Voices Along the River," "Trinity Review") and periodicals (T.G.I.F., In Search of Fatherhood, Sandyland Chronicle, Voices de la Luna) and has appeared on local TV and national radio.

Recently in Arts & Culture
  • SA Design Maven D’Ette Cole and the Topography of Junk D’Ette Cole has been an artist, interior designer, antiques dealer and even a pie. Simply put, she notices everything, and has built her career on... | 10/22/2014
  • Failure Is Not an Option: George Lopez returns to SA It is evident comedian George Lopez is still a little sensitive about the on-again, off-again relationship he’s had with television. Whatever the... | 10/22/2014
  • Free Will Astrology ARIES (March 21-April 19): The driest place on the planet is the Atacama Desert in northern Chile. It gets about a half-inch of rain per year. And yet in 2011, archaeologists discovered that it’s also home to a site containing the fossilized skeletons of nu | 10/22/2014
We welcome user discussion on our site, under the following guidelines:

To comment you must first create a profile and sign-in with a verified DISQUS account or social network ID. Sign up here.

Comments in violation of the rules will be denied, and repeat violators will be banned. Please help police the community by flagging offensive comments for our moderators to review. By posting a comment, you agree to our full terms and conditions. Click here to read terms and conditions.
comments powered by Disqus