When she was younger, she’d been a little in love with him.. But then, what young girl isn’t a little in love? Something about him drunk dialing her and serenading her a song by Poison. Or maybe it was something else.
On this night, the docks were crowded with people. Drunk, and rowdy, and jostling everywhere. Everyone shuffling around, looking for someone else..
And then BOOM!!
And the sky sparks to life. Everyone stops, turns, and looks skyward. The night fills with colourful explosions. One after another. The next bigger than the last. It is the event of the night. 4th of July Fireworks show.
And yet something pulls her attention to the left. And there he is, standing alone, head tilted up in awe. The sparks of light illuminating his most likely drunk, and relaxed features. The slightly amused twitch in his lip.
The show was in front of her, but the heart stopping sight was to her left..
And then someone says his name, pulling him from his revery, and he is engulfed into the crowd..
I never liked loud sounds. Booms of explosions, banging of drums. It always hurt my chest. The deep sound bouncing around my empty rib cage..
I always avoided parades because of it. And thunder would cause me to cry. I couldn’t handle the echoing in my chest..
Tonight, the explosions are loud. They are numerous. Sky explosion after sky explosion. People cheer and clap. The sounds carry and bounce off the mountains.
BOOM! ..boom! ..boom… BANG! ..bang! ..bang…
It is a trick. It makes the night full of flashes and rumblings.
And I wonder if it also makes Juneau cry. The sound echoing around her rib cage..
Or if she feels happy. Because tonight, her chest is full with the people who love her..
George A. Romero was called the Godfather of the Dead. He wrote and directed the classic Night of the Living Dead.
He had this idea, in one of his films, that one could distract a hoard of zombies by lighting off fireworks into the sky.
(I think, another nod to what Romero thought of society..)
In the movie Land of the Dead, you hear the boom, then see the masses of zombies all stop, turn, and stare skyward. Awe-struck by the sparkly sky flowers..
At which point, the group of survivors either make a run to safety, or bash the zombies in the brains..