Jeffrey Zable – The Price

2I awakened to find several of Dali’s ants crawling over my bare chest, and one of his fish was squirming beneath my pillow. So the first thing I did was fill the bathtub with water and put the fish into it. Then, as I was about to brush away the ants, there was a knock at the front door.
Looking through the peephole I immediately saw that it was Salvador himself, dressed like a traditional Scotsman, and he was holding a package in his hand. Playing like I didn’t know who he was, I said, “How may I help you?” And putting the package in my hands, he said, “It’s a gift from our mother. Open it right away!”
Closing the door I went into the kitchen and used a knife to open the box. There inside was a painting of me, Salvador, and an unfamiliar older woman, the three of us sitting on tired-looking burros, and in the background were some of Dali’s signature symbols like crosses, disconnected body parts, and melted timepieces. Nothing seemed out of place except for the fact that I was missing two front teeth and had a buzz-style haircut.
The painting was signed by Dali, which I knew would make it very valuable.
I had it framed, and subsequently sold it for a great deal of money.
Unfortunately, as hard as I’ve tried to get rid of the ants, they always remain.

 

 

Jeffrey Zable is a teacher, conga drummer/percussionist who plays Afro-Cuban folkloric music for dance classes and Rumbas, and a writer of poetry, short fiction, and non-fiction whose work has appeared in hundreds of literary magazines and anthologies. Recent publishing credits include MockingHeart Review, Third Wednesday, Soft Cartel,  rickplight, After The Pause, Spider Mirror, Rosette Maleficarum, Hedge Apple, Riggwelter, Cacti Fur, and many others.
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