Mishmash
by Aine Moriarty
A priceless rock. A worthless diamond.
A kind killing. A cruel mercy.
A clever idiot. A dumb genius.
He didn’t understand at all.
He didn’t understand why there were ugly flowers and beautiful spiders. Why there were sparkly trash bags and rusted machines. Even helpful diseases and harmful medicines perplexed him.
He didn’t understand at all.
Why make all the plates white? Why make all the flowers roses? Why make all the pets dogs?
Oh.
Now he gets it.