Copyright: Mary Shipman

Copyright: Mary Shipman

They make a pact to never go back
Now that their mother is dead
To the ramshackle shack on the side of the track
Where mortals dare not tread
 
Haunting echoes, wicked cackles
Follow them over the hill
Through urban slums where a blind man hums
Until he feels a chill
 
“Sisters crossing,” whispers he, “seeking youth and vitality
A new home to concoct their brew”
He holds his breath for fear of death
Should they settle for old-man stew
 
Wretched days ahead of them
Wait behind the door
Of the house of Wanda Thibodeaux
Their mother’s sister, the whore
 

It’s summer rerun week on Friday Fictioneers, but since I wasn’t contributing when this prompt was originally used, this is a new offering from me. It seems that the photo provided by Mary Shipman has prompted some creepy stories. Check them out here.

Ads below this post are NOT endorsed by HonieBriggs.com. This work of fiction is NOT in any way suggesting that any real person named Wanda Thibodeaux is a whore.

45 thoughts on “First You Make A Roux

  1. Nan Falkner says:

    Dear Honie, Great poem! You are so smart! Nan 🙂

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Nan, your comment made me smile.

  2. Honie, Great poem with dark humor. There’s not going to be much improvement in the girl’s lives. I don’t know which is worse, a whore or a witch. I guess there are good sides and bad to both of them. Well written. 🙂 —Susan

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      You’re right. I don’t feel too sorry for them though, I think they might have killed their mother. It may be Wanda who is in for a surprise. Ha! Dark humor, I didn’t think of that.

  3. Old man stew That line made me laugh. A great story with rhythm.

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Good. I’m glad to hear it.

  4. rgayer55 says:

    Good old Aunt Wanda. I think she made it up to Arkansas for a while, right after Katrina.

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Aunt Wanda gets around, doesn’t she?

  5. elappleby says:

    I enjoyed the poem, and loved the title. I always struggle with titles but this was one that made me want to read on (which is, after all, what titles should do!). Thanks 🙂

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      I keep a running list of titles as they pop into my head. They are kind of like lost socks, it’s always a surprise when I find its mate. Thanks for commenting.

  6. Dear Honie,

    Something sad, creepy and poignant all rolled into one poem. Nicely done.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Dear Rochelle,
      It almost makes you feel sorry for the poor things, doesn’t it? Maybe not too sorry. Thanks Rochelle, for taking the time to read and comment during your hiatus.
      With Much Appreciation,
      Honie

  7. Ellespeth says:

    Oh my gosh! This was great!
    Ellespeth

  8. Great job! The poem has a nice flow. You should put this to music for Halloween.

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      That’s a thought. Thanks for commenting.

  9. andymallarz says:

    Its beautiful, In a good-eerie way

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      beautifully eerie, I like that. Thanks!

  10. Honie, this is excellent.

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      I’m pleased you enjoyed it, Val.

  11. Honie, this is wonderful! I started last September, so these are all new for me, and yes the old wall paper does seem to elicit “creepy.” This poem, however, is so original and clever! I was so sure it was based on some real-life story, that I Googled Wanda Thibodeaux, only to find a whole bunch of benign looking ladies, who have nothing to do with your wild and wooly tale! Great job! Hope your move went well and you’re settling in for a hot TX summer? I’m playing perpetual catch up, and I’m sure I missed your update, but wishing you well in your new place. 🙂

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Hey Dawn. Thanks! Yes, I did the same thing, Googled the name and found those same ladies. Hence the disclaimer should someone become inflamed about their name being connected to a fictional whore. It happens.

      The move. There are still pictures to be hung and more settling in to do, but it is beginning to feel like home. The back patio is now screened. So, until blinking begins to cause spontaneous combustion, which happens at some point every summer, we will be enjoying the great outdoors in mosquito free comfort.

      1. Wonderful! So glad you’re settled in and enjoying your new home. Here’s to a mosquito free (we don’t have them!) and lovely summer.

  12. Wonderful, wonderful poem! Loved everything about it.

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      I’m so glad. Thanks for reading & commenting.

  13. Archon's Den says:

    I’m impressed as Hell. It’s tough enough to drop 100 words of prose. Poetry is like Swahili to me.

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Well, that’s a very nice compliment you’ve given me. This one really did begin as prose, and for some reason the rhythm of it became all Swahili like and fell right into place.

  14. unfetteredbs says:

    Wretched days… Love this.

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Poor little witches don’t know their troubles are about to double.

      1. unfetteredbs says:

        You have a very good way with words

        1. Honie Briggs says:

          They’re in a jumble on the floor of my brain. This is what happens if I take the time to pick them up and put them where they belong.

  15. Carrie Rubin says:

    Creepy indeed. Loved it!

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Creepy is as close to the horror genre I can get. Enjoying your hiatus?

      1. Carrie Rubin says:

        Yes, thank you. Are you settled after your move now?

        1. Honie Briggs says:

          Yes, it’s beginning to feel like home.

  16. I read this as if it was a song. I loved the creativity and imagery of this so much!

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      You might also enjoy The Clergy Curse.

      1. Thank you so much I will check it out. 🙂

  17. I was hooked by those cackles… yes that was a great and eerie poem… love the rhymes

    1. Honie Briggs says:

      Cackles will do that to a person.

  18. But Wanda IS a whore! Trust me, I know. Twenty bucks later, I know…

    Love this, btw. Very clever!

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