The Mysterious Affair at Styles
Upon closer look, the young English girl in Café Styles was almost a full grown woman. She lifted her eyes from her fashion magazine. One idea, please God, just one bloody idea. Imagined the fame that awaited her once her first novel was written. Dressed in furs and driving a touring car, a Lagonda, as she waved to admirers.
A smartly dressed little man caught her eye. His fingertips constantly twirled his waxed moustache. He has ten times more style than any magazine mannequin, she thought. The young woman adjusted the rose which topped her flower-heavy headpiece. A gift from a would-be beau. She continued to fix her gaze on the small, preening man with the perfectly waxed moustache. Suddenly, three words tumbled into her head: little grey cells.
Waiter, she called in her most grown-up tone, a pen and paper, if you please.
Roberta Beary identifies as genderfluid and writes to connect with the silenced. After 60 rejections, their prose poem 'After You Self Medicate with Roethke's The Waking Read by Text to Speech App' won the 2022 Bridport Prize for Poetry. The longtime haibun editor at Modern Haiku, they divide their time between the USA and Ireland.
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