Characters: Ilia, Zelda
Theme: lyrics - "tennis shoes aren't meant for tennis"
Author's Note: This is an informal sequel to "Turning, Turning, We Come Round Right."
"Tennis shoes aren't meant for tennis," Ilia says to Zelda one day while they are drinking on the deck. She is thinking this is something new, to say out loud what is otherwise assumed. Art is just mimetic speech in conceptual tongues, and Ilia is no artist, but she certainly is here to tell a story.
"I don't park in my driveway," she muses on another, "But I drive on the parkway. How crazy is that?" The world is sideways, backwards, upside-down and she hates it.
"Broken ankles are just God's way of saying high-heels are accidents in wait," just like snakes in the grass or falling in love, and she cries recklessly over back alleys and Zelda's perfectly scandalous, naked ankle draped over the bed.
"I don't think I'm in love with you anymore," she says and walks out of the door -