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  • Title: Woman Walks Into a Bar (Stories) (Short Story)
  • Author : Confrontation
  • Release Date : January 22, 2009
  • Genre: Language Arts & Disciplines,Books,Professional & Technical,Education,
  • Pages : * pages
  • Size : 50 KB

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Woman walks into a bar. Woman walks into a bar, removes gloves, reveals slender fingers, healthy cuticles, strong tendons. Woman walks into a bar, removes gloves, walks along the bar, leather bag hits her hip, wool coat brushes her ankles, woman sits by a fake fireplace. Woman removes coat and scarf, drapes them over a chair. Woman walks into a bar, looks around as if she hasn't been here before. Looks around, glances at the bartender, turns away, looks at him again, freezes, lays a hand on her coat and scarf, moves for her bag, freezes, woman walks into a bar, bartender comes over, gray at the temples, crow's feet at the eye-edges, too heavy for his height. Bartender moves toward woman, frozen woman, bartender asks what will you have, woman says scotch and water. Bartender finds the booze, an oversized ring clinking against the bottle, against the glass when he brings the drink to her. Woman walks into a bar, orders a drink, lays down cash, starts a tab. Woman watches bartender pour her drink, imagines him re-married to a woman not her mother, imagines his new children, imagines his weariness. Woman considers her own weariness, her imagination's funk, its insolence, how it makes her itch. Woman walks into a bar, gets a drink, becomes cross. Woman fishes around in her bag for a cigarette, woman hasn't smoked in years but bought a pack this morning, just for today, for this bar, this bartender. Woman's slender fingers tremble holding the delicate thing, woman searches again, realizes she has no lighter, knocks the cigarette away, woman's cigarette rolls away from her, rolls down the shiny bar, rolls down to a shiny man. Man catches the cigarette, walks it back to her. Shiny man, kind demeanor, unobtrusive sitter, sits next to her. Shiny man, flannel scarf around his shoulders, gives her the cigarette, offers her a light, burns briefly for her, flame goes out. Shiny man notes slender fingers, slender torso, slender nose, slender cigarette, woman walks into a bar, slender, reed-like, sashaying along, looks at the bartender, looks away, smokes a cigarette, lets a shiny man light her up. Bar tender comes over, says need a refill, woman freezes, imagines a small home and a girlfriend, not a wife. Imagines no children, imagines strife and discontent. Imagines bartender recognizing a young woman, grown up now, seeking connection. Woman says no thanks, disconnects. Woman lays her hand on her draped coat. Woman smokes, shiny man says my name is Terry, woman says I'm Ariadne. Shiny man, already perplexed, woman walks into a bar, removes coat, orders drink, ponders men, says again Ar-ee-AHD-nee, man comprehends. Ariadne's thread, the woman says, runs you out of the labyrinth. Man says I didn't know Ariadne was a name, man eyes slender Ariadne and forgets his mind. Shiny man watches her mouth pull on the cigarette, draw his flame, thinks of a spool of thread unraveling. Man removes scarf from his neck, lays it over his knees. Woman walks into a bar, woman in a tunic, a pair of jeans, slenderized, smoking a man's flame, watches bartender, says I've seen this bartender before. Man looks at her, looks at the bartender shining hot glasses. Once before, the woman says, I don't remember where I grew up. Man says how can you not know that, he laughs a little, he thinks he is being toyed with by a slender crazy woman. Woman walks into a bar, orders a drink, says I have no memory and I'm glad of it. Woman looks at bartender, gets lost in bartender. No pictures? the shiny man says, wanting to be helpful, wanting to make sense. Woman smokes, says there was a fire and then I lost my memory. Bartender moves for the miniature refrigerator, woman freezes, turns to clay, stops breathing. Clay woman liquid inner, a container for the slosh of her, no breath left. Shiny man says can I buy you another, you've stopped drinking, gestures toward the empty glass, says what don't you remember? Woman walks into a bar, confesses lost memory, gestures toward the bart


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