include_once("common_lab_header.php");
Excerpt for Prose From The Queen of the World by , available in its entirety at Smashwords

Prose From The Queen of The World


J. Elk-Baptisté



Smashwords Edition


Copyright 2019


J. Elk-Baptisté


All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. The only exception is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.


This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.



Prose From The Queen of The World



Astarte


Red Goddess of War

Mistress of the Sun

Queen of Atlantea and evermore

Regent

Monarch

Majesty

Queen of all the world



Sands


Taking off down to The Sands for the day

See you there in the hollow place where dunes

Go their ways

It’s finger-food at the High Tide for luncheon

Antoine knows his stuff


You’ll be coming down in the old banger

Of course, won’t you?

Friend, Sidney promises to keep an eye out for you

If he spots you he’ll give me a quick call

He’s a good one, old, Sid


Spoke with the boy who’s always out beyond

The breakwater in his home-built dinghy

Know him--brown as a nut, freckles and ginger hair?

Has all the gossip and was very excited after

Seeing an interstellar voyager out over the estuary


The boardwalk has been extended to reach the

New cottages at the North end

The place will be subdivided and further developed

And then where will we be?

I ask you, Gracie’… where shall we be?



Cry


March on crazy man

Those stingers are biblical

Well’s dried up and stragglers are back

In the field behind the killing shed


Laughter in the canyon

Was out with Sonny Gray-hawk

Felt moved and teary eyed, damn it

But kept my footing on the shale


One of those Honey boys

Moving too fast on the way home

Bringing the tourists back safe

Ended rear-ended in the gully trap


Singing Grandpa was a lizard

They said Granny was a whore

Bet my boots you’ll scamper

When my sister calls your name


Better—run, Sonny, run!



Panic Room


Thinking it over in the room

And the whole thing’s unspeakable

But was it the blonde? With those scraped, bloodied knuckles, last Wednesday week?

Was he a Doofer? The unsavory fool in the elevator at the office cafeteria?

A, Toofer perhaps—you can never really tell

Who left the note?

Why was it dashed off like … a horrid load of scribbled scrawl

A two year olds idea of penmanship!

Oh, shit—who cares! For heaven’s sake!

And why in god’s name was it tucked under the mattress?

Young, Karly? No--she has nothing to do with any of this—surely?

How about the vile marks on her arms?

Well, all right then. Tracks

What does, Angel think of it?

It won’t be much longer and whoever they are will be inside

In here, close up and personal

Will they want to torture us?

The damn door was never going to hold for long—and yes!

I did mention doubting its efficacy to the mother fucker when he installed it



Commander Rey


Knew he liked to perambulate

He was not one hundred percent sure of the definition of the word but whatever it actually was he knew he liked doing it and especially on a Sunday afternoon and in the company of the eldest of the Ratcliffe girls.



Sam


Did you find what you were looking for?


Well, I never got rich


Were you happy, my friend?


Yeah… I guess, kinda


Contentment?


Mm.

I’ll have to admit you’ve got me there

Sorry. Yep—don’t know--you’ll have to ask my mother


That’s an odd response and I’m making a note of it


Uh huh. Okay.


Nothing to worry over, just covering bases

All in all … as things stand … tell me now

Do you fancy going back soon?

Fancy something of a rematch?


No, thank you all the same


Of those I’ve interviewed, you are most polite


Thank you


Your behavior has been impeccable throughout

I’m impressed

And I am putting you down for a--


Cute little pony?


Ah. Well… If you so choose.


Yay! A pony!

Whoop! Whoop!



Chamber’s Way


You’re a bad man

But tell me—why do you think I’m here?

What is my purpose in visiting you?


Punishment, Sir!


No. That’s not quite it, although you can be forgiven…


Forgiven?



Purchase this book or download sample versions for your ebook reader.
(Pages 1-6 show above.)