Monday, April 1, 2013

The Hairless

Seen on the Brown Line to Kimball at about 8:15 p.m., March 28th, 2013

One look around and she knew she had walked into the wrong train car.

They were everywhere—young, old, male, female. It seemed more natural on the babies, obviously. And on some of the women it simply looked like their parts were too wide—scarred, maybe, from some long-ago incision. But most of them had it bad; beneath the dingy fluorescent lights, greasy scalps glistened between the strands of whatever hair was left.

Was it a disease? They didn’t look sick otherwise. Was it something in the air of the car itself? Did she detect traces of film on the windows? She tugged on her long, dark locks to make sure they weren’t falling out.

This sudden motion drew their attention. Their once-listless eyes focused sharply on her, glossy orbs brimming with something less like envy and more like hunger. She started to back up towards the emergency exit, but one of them, a pale young man, got there first. He wrapped one arm around her neck, and with his other hand he twisted her tresses around his fingers. Index, middle, ring, pinky—all were soon tightly weaved in. Others approached and took their turns tangling. She started to cry.

“This is Western. Doors open on the right at Western.”

With this announcement the group receded, as though they somehow knew it was her stop. She rushed from the train, wincing at the pinches of the unlucky strands that remained in their fingernails. That night she took her boyfriend’s razor and shaved it all off.

Today, my friends, is a very important day. Today is my TWO YEAR BLOGIVERSARY! (Portmanteaus are fun.) It all started on April 1st, 2011, with this post. 311 stories later, I've made cool connections with other blogs like Lovelorn Poets, I started a writing group, I've been mentioned in the Chicago Tribune, and I've been accepted into a creative writing MFA program. (Did I mention that I decided on UNLV in sunny Las Vegas, Nevada?) So I just want to thank you all very sincerely for reading PTKY. I never guessed how big a part of my life this little blog would become; your constant support and feedback has made it all possible. You are awesome! Yeah, you. 

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