By Raji Singh

Our Founder, James Thaddeus “Blackjack” Fiction
‘Tell our stories, Raji. If you don’t, it will be as if we never lived.’
These whispering cries of joy and sorrow rise from the bookshelves and portraits in the Fiction House.
I cannot refuse.
(Artwork enhancements by: Joseph Rintoul)

April is National Poetry Month.  We at Fiction House Publishing celebrate all types of poetry. From Deep in the Bayou, comes this warning from Turt, our fin-clawed hero in Tales of the Fiction House:

Turt’s thoughts are all broad smiles as he thinks of the wonderful moments he and the foundling, Raji could share. But, from a lifetime of observation, he knows of the invisible barriers twixt two-legs and other creatures. Never, should it be breached. Those who do make the cross-over from person to animal, or animal to person, those like ‘Laza Bones’ Thibidioux, they are hideous and monstrous to both worlds –

– Half-humans/half-beasts:
You live LONG in the shadows and on the fringes,
Bleached of any human kindness – any animal pride.
You enslave, abuse and betray your own,
In your futile attempts to become even more of both
You may fracture, mar and deface
The beauty which is life.
Never can you destroy it.

Though these crossover interlopers possess the physical beauty of both worlds – human, animal – they encompass fully beast-nature of both. This makes them hideous to look at because the sages of the ages are correct in their simple rages…

“Beauty is only…”,

‘But oogly – oogly it traverses all the way to the bone. (More precisely, to the soul.)’

(Read more of the poetic skills of Turt in the novel, Tales of Fiction House.  Join me every Sunday night at the Fiction House, your place for short story, lark, whimsy, and merriment.  Meet the many residents as I archive their lives and centuries of adventures.  You can read of their origins in my novel TALES OF THE FICTION HOUSE.   My novel is available at Amazon, (Kindle and Trade Paperback) and Barnes and Noble.)

©2013 Raji Singh

©2014 Raji Singh (New material)