A Stinker of a Time

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83 thoughts on “A Stinker of a Time”

  1. Dear Magaly,

    Now you have me wanting to read T.S. Elliot. Is Primavera’s name meant to be a play on words? Loved your take on the prompt.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    • I always love spreading my T.S. Eliot (and others) addiction. So, hooray!

      Primavera is a bit of an indulgence. Since if means spring in Spanish, I thought it would be a cool name to give to a character with a questionable job, which alludes to organized crime. You know, they have the Little John’s, the Cousin Vinnys… I wanted a Primavera the Fisher. 😀

  2. This was poetically twisted!! I love it!!
    Thank you so much for your sweet sweet comment!!
    I love it too when I listen to blogfriends’s voices!!
    Brightest spring blessings to you and yours!!

  3. OMG Ms. Writer of Dark Thoughts. You have darkened my season now. I will never go fishing in the Spring, unless I see the sun glint off a lovely ruby. Not that I am a fisherwoman, anyway. 🙂

  4. Love the language you use here, you’ve spun quite an atmosphere, Magaly. According to Dickens, people used to make a living robbing corpses they found floating in the Thames, so Primavera’s job is not so extraordinary. Lovely work

    • The works of Dickens, Poe, Stevenson and Mary Shelley do a fantastic job at showing us the interesting and disturbing things people used to do with bodies. Interesting (and disturbing) times…

  5. Ah, you are a fellow T.S. Elliot fan, Magaly. He is absolutely my favourite poet by a long shot.
    I really enjoyed your “stinky” tale, despite it being rather gruesome! Much better to get rid of a corpse in the soil, then there’s a good chance that some wonderful spring flowers might bloom out of it, out of gratitude for all that natural fertiliser.

  6. Now I want to re-read Eliot all over again. Who can resist a guy who says ‘I have measured out my life with coffee spoons’. Very nicely done indeed.

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