road trip: Memphis time warp

In the ladies' guide to the apocalypse by summerburkes0 Comments

March 17, 2007
Memphis

WMC-79 … AM radio “country gold”

shag carpeting

old folks coming to call on Sunday after church

TV as background noise

DVDs of sweaty earnest white people with lots of hairspray singing hillbilly-derived songs about God

o, come, angel band - come and around me stand - o bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home

o, come, angel band – come and around me stand – o bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home

pulled pork sandwiches with cole slaw, baked beans, fried okra, sweet tea

white bread — is there any other kind? … oh yeah, banana nut bread

humidity

landscaping … everything square and trimmed

miles and miles of nothing but cotton fields, and half-dead-looking trees crammed together like candles on a birthday cake

plastic plants, fake flowers

absolute denial about global warming (“they can’t prove humans are the cause” blah blah SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP)

“so Summer … when are YOU going to get married?” (see also: SHUT UP)

no escape — they cut down the tree that leads to the garage roof, where we’d disappear to for hours at a time

slipping back into the accent of birth, all the way into it, like pajamas after a corset

the sweet/shitty smell of the mighty Mississippi River

pictures of us as a child, the only child, everywhere in the house

with no TV, all quiet but the sound of clocks ticking

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