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Circus

Posted by Rachel on September 17, 2012 in animals, writer's sketch |

It’s nothing new for an elephant to be doing a handstand. At least not around here. Nor is anyone surprised by the cats on trapeze or the dogs that juggle. It is a little strange that my great-grandmother insists on being the clown, though, but I suppose that’s fairly natural, too.

If you visit our circus, it won’t have the same mundane flare you see at Barnum and Bailey’s. Honestly, it took me until far longer than I care to admit to realize not every circus was operated by witches. Ours is unique, to say the least. There’s a dance number for the broomsticks and our high-diving wizard plunges himself into a bubbling cauldron. Don’t worry, it’s all for show. He only has a few minor burns.

We have twelve shows a year, once every full moon. That is, if you can find us. My great-grandmother leaves riddles inside seashells. She says it’s her way of being funny. I’m not quite sure I get it. Either way, it keeps away most of the “normal people”. The regular folks who do attend simply write off our magical touch as innovative special effects. Like Larry the Sorcerer can actually cut someone in half. Of course he can though, his showgirl is a zombie. She stitches up real nice. Trust me.

By the way, we don’t sell fried dough or soda pop, so don’t show up expecting it. You’ll have to be open to grilled frog legs, candy apples and love potion. Again, that’s great-grandmother’s sense of humor. It’s not really a love potion. At least I don’t think….but after the Blue Moon show last year, when I first tried the stuff, I did have a strange attraction to Larry. And mind you, he’s not very easy on the eyes. The lizard scales aren’t exactly my thing.

Tonight’s show is dedicated to the fairies who are visiting. The townspeople assume they’re some sort of Irish Step group, I’m told. They might as well be. I don’t know why they insist on wearing matching, glittery leotards. Oh, I have to prep the ligers for their big opening act. I swear, one of these days they’re going to eat me for putting them in tutus. As great-grandmother always says, the show must go on. Even if someone is eaten. Hope to see you there!

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