square-headed serpent

In my advanced creative writing course, we were asked to write a surreal piece using a sentence that came out of a group exercise. The sentence came out as: “The square-headed serpent that quenches this gloomy paradise”.

I was not entirely sure how to go about it until I finally added my twist to it. I always wanted to express my dismay against social media and its evils in particular the blessed and cursed phone we carry around like we carry our soul,  so I guess this kind of worked for me in a symbolically surreal or surreally symbolic way.

It is nothing grand and it could probably use a lot of beef so yea.

Fall of humanity in biblical times does not seem to be so different from fall of humanity nowadays. We are so disconnected it is unbearable.

“The heat stretches long, as long as the solitary serpent’s slithering skin, while the sun sweats in the cloudless sky and the wind is lazy unswaying the leaves to stillness like a negligent lover. The hums and prayers of creatures are muted into a pause from the day’s heat that not even the shade of an old tree can provide a breath for life. Angels have fallen into a deep slumber twisting with shallow nightmares and binary shrieks under the blankets of faithlessness. Yet an angel is rudely awakened by the nagging alarm sounds of an uncharged phone that fell from the knowledgeable tree. The winged creature picks up the phone and notices the flickering lights from the cracked screen, it moves its head closer and squints at the slideshow pictures of a decaying Eden. Then a scream from the serpent’s heart travels across waterless streams and grassless grounds bending further the winged creature’s neck as if redemption will be found between the cursors and the dots and the dings and the dongs. So the heart is flawed and the darkness of our squared-headed serpent does quench this electronic gloomy paradise.”

Author: noramorta

For the first time after years of deliberation and procrastination, I move from the old fashioned pen and paper to display the consequences of my bad decisions, my inflated mixed emotions and my awkward findings on life.

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