Sectional of lethal marshmallow, who has been swallowed by your ampleness? Who still moans from within your mammarian cushions? How could anyone have withstood the pungently sweet reek of decay that must waft from your puffy being? Take note of this couch: for now it grows in the back of a basement speed lab, but one day we will see tiny white flower-patterned ottomans rising from sidewalk cracks and baseboards, and one day entire cities will be stuffed with this very cancer of comfort.
KRIS BRONSTAD
posted by Startha Mewart at 4:31 PM
2 Comments:
I like "pungently sweet reek of decay" and the image of the sofa growing from sidewalk cracks liek some of the more revolting examples of fungi. Very effective.
Here's what sets this apart: the close attention to mise-en-scene. Marshmallows, yes, but basement speed lab? Ah, you've got to look deep into the closet for the vat of chemicals for that one. Well played.
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