Gaucho

 

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Gaucho

a surrealist fantasy adventure of self-recovery

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by

T. Van Santana

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright © 2015 by The Van Santana Limited Company
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof
may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever
without the express written permission of the publisher
except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

First Tablo Edition, 2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For Julie and me.

 

 

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Also by T. Van Santana

AN AXE +2 GRIND

THE DARK SIDE OF THE LIGHT

THE DREAM REGISTER OF TVS

FLASHES

GAUCHO

INCORPOREAL

LORDDWELLER

MONTEREY

PUNKADYNK!

THE WEIGHT OF WORDS

The Secret of Secrets:

EVERYTHING FAILS: A SCIENCE FICTIONAL MEMOIR

THESE ARE THE THINGS I KNOW

THE GRAND STORY OF NOT

THE THIEVES OF ALL THAT YOU ARE

WE CAN NEVER GO BACK

LOVE IS WHAT YOU HAVE

BE A DARK HORSE!

THE STARS CALL US HOME

T VAN SANTANA & THE BLACK BOOK OF FEAR

UNTITLED

A GALAXY OF SUBMISSION

T VAN SANTANA & THE CODEX OF COHERENCE

SOMA

THE LILAC JUNE

 

As editor

TALES FROM AZZA-JONO

TVS NANOFICTION ANNUAL 1

 
 
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1 | I wake up.

My eyelids are heavy. Where am I? What’s that against my arm? So soft …

“Oh, hey, kitty …”

“Kitty? I’m Pem.”

Did that cat just talk to me?

“Excuse me?” I clear my throat and say it again. “Excuse me?”

“You don’t recognize me, William?”

“Holy cow, you did just talk to me.”

“Are you drunk?”

“Um, no. No, I don’t think so.” My head hurts but not like I’ve been drinking. It’s an unfamiliar pain. “Um, where are we, Pem?”

“We’re at the Station. Where else?”

Pem paws at her face in small circles that are getting larger with each swipe.

“What’s the Station, Pem?”

Pem stops wiping. Stares at me with wide, unblinking eyes. Then pulls back and lets go with a giant lick down the side that lifts the foot up. Does that about twelve times, then licks chops.

“Pem?”

“Huh? The Station. You know. Our house …”

I don’t recognize this place. It certainly doesn’t feel like home. My finger hurts. There’s a callus here. Looks like a ring.

“Did I lose my ring?”

“I dunno. Did you? I don’t have any use for rings.”

“Oh. Of course not. Well if you see it around, tell me, okay?”

“You bet. Hey, I’m hungry. How about you open a can of food for me, huh?”

“All right. Where is it?”

“Over here.” Pem trots in dainty little steps over to a stack of canned food.

I read it out loud: “Grool’s Gruel.” There’s a black, wispy tentacle dripping some slime. “You eat this stuff, Pem?”

“Hey. Momma’s hungry, okay? Give it.”

“All right, all right.”

I crack the can, but now I need a fork and plate. I look around in the cabinets for dishes. There aren’t many, but I do find a stack of saucers. Drawer has some silver in it. I fork out the food and put it down. I stroke her back, like a reflex.

“Thanks, pal.”

“Sure.”

What’s out the window there, over the sink. Let me take a look …

“Holy cow! How high up are we, Pem?”

Pem eats.

“Is that a mattress down there? At the base of a tree? We live in a tree?”

“Nom nom nom …”

Not getting anything from her while she’s eating. Go take a look out the front door.

“Wow, that’s a long way down. Are those steps or a ladder? I guess it’s kind of the same ….”

I feel a pull, like a magnet in my chest near my heart. She’s out there somewhere. I know she is. I feel my finger again, and it points.

“Um, what’s with this, Pem?”

She’s licking her face but is done eating. “You’re pointing again. You do that sometimes.”

“Right, but what does it mean?”

“I dunno. It’s how we know where to go.”

“Where to go where?”

“You know. Where we go. We do stuff every day, then come back here and sleep. And more importantly, eat.”

“Huh.” I take a step outside. Feels new.

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2 | The hundreds

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3 | Littered pages

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4 | Are what you eat

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5 | City in the tree branches

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6 | Pem’s concern

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8 | About a girl

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9 | Darkness comes

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10 | Things that can’t live in the light

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11 | Destronizar

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12 | Take only what you need

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13 | I’m one too

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14 | A little rescue

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15 | Water of life

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16 | The beach

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17 | Threes

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18 | It’s gonna burn

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19 | What’s inside

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