America the BEE you tee ful!

What?  You expected the Green Thornet?  Maya Rocks!  One of the first shows my kids watched in Singapore more then HOW LONG! ago?
What? You expected the Green Thornet? Maya Rocks! One of the first shows my kids watched in Singapore more then HOW LONG! ago?

Literati! “When I find myself in Times of Trouble, Sal Buttaci comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, ‘Let it BEE’.” Here is Sal’s second entry into our contest You Didn’t Write That.  Unlatch the word CONTEST from the menu bar and let us know what YOU didn’t write!    PURGE     by Salvatore Buttaci, Flashsquire …

Literati!

“When I find myself in Times of Trouble, Sal Buttaci comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, ‘Let it BEE’.”

Here is Sal’s second entry into our contest You Didn’t Write That.  Unlatch the word CONTEST from the menu bar and let us know what YOU didn’t write!

 

 PURGE    

by Salvatore Buttaci, Flashsquire

 

The Skin Head Ethnic War, meant to whitewash an America gone dingy, was short-lived. Horrifically final. Prisons filled beyond capacity, our jailers the huge radioactive wasps that hovered before us, simple eye to eye, beating black transparent wings. Grilling us in polyglot tongues.

Usted no escribí eso,” one droned, but I would not react. It was simply one more foreign snippet to uncover whatever ethnicity I’d hope to conceal. But the neo-wasps were persistent as their bald masters.

Now closer, antennae brushing my forehead, mandibles testing the softness of my lips, it spoke again. “Tu non hai scritto quello.” Then, “Du hast nicht geschrieben.” I stood like the proverbial captured fly but I would not yield. I could hear the whirr of the stinger.

Purify America? Liberate from these hellhole prisons only those descendants of colonial America who would this time keep the nation white, shut the doors to and from a truly United States?

You didn’t write that. You didn’t write that. I let it run circles around my head.

The man-size neo-wasp spat the words, “Vous n’avez pas écrit ça,” but I would not break. “I’m an American,” I said, raising a proud middle finger. “Wasp this!”

What? You expected the Green Thornet? Maya Rocks! One of the first shows my kids watched in Singapore more then HOW LONG! ago?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Salvatore Buttaci has been writing and seeing his work in print since 1957. He currently has two collections of short-short stories published by All Things That Matter Press. Flashing My Shorts and 200 Shorts are available in book and Kindle editions at  http://www.kindlegraph.com/authors/sambpoet

Sal lives in West Virginia with his wife Sharon.

23 comments

  1. Mac Eagan says:

    I am loving the title “Flashsquire.”
    I am also loving the approach of this story in using the prompt.  This could be a potentially volatile subject and hat-tip to you, Sal, for your courage in taking it on.

    • SalvatoreButtaci says:

      Mac, I wanted to write a flash where the line “You didn’t write that” meant absolutely nothing, a mere line to elicit truth in the betrayal of a raised eyebrow or gleam of the eye. Our hero doesn’t yield an inch.

  2. Stars Fall On My Heart says:

    This was FREAKIN’ AWESOME! GO USA!!! =D

    The spirit of America is not in the color of our skins but our hearts and souls, and in defiance against the machine, man has stood up against it

    • SalvatoreButtaci says:

      Thanks, Diane. Sometimes in my flashes the hero loses, usually because of impetuosity or ignorance, but not when America is at stake!

  3. debi says:

    I am a Heinz 57 myself – the best kind of American, a little bit of this and little bit of that. It’s what makes America strong. Great story, Sal.

    • SalvatoreButtaci says:

      Thank you, Debi. Being a Heinz 57, you’d fare well in this flash. After all, how many languages can a giant neo-wasp ask the same question? I hear one must tread lightly in Black Foot.

    • SalvatoreButtaci says:

      Yes, Tlrelf, but only the weirdest of us are giant neo-wasps! (Have you heard about the one where a neo-wasp walks into a bar, asks the same question over and over again, then gets tossed out for beating a dead horse?) 

  4. Chalice Divine says:

    Yup I am a breed, Apache irish and definitely outside the social strata of xenephobic racial cleansing urges. Arf Arf !

    Nice!

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