a collector of all things rare

Lavender Roaring Fork Clinchfield had a weakness for ephemera. As a lad of tender years, he’d once run away and joined the circus. His kindred were not amused, but a spark for paper and posters had been lit. He would jockey at auctions, scour flea markets, and cling to obscure scraps best sent to the landfill. Chromium enjoyed paper too: it added fiber to his diet. His lopsided focus on the detritus of consumptions past, filled several locked rooms of his mansion and viewing was a mandatory fieldtrip each year for third graders. There were often mysterious illnesses that day.

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Authors note: This link Iron Hollows Fiction goes to the “Iron Hollows” category of 100-drabble fiction segments or click each drabble link below. They are not serially linked but rather vignettes set in and around the fictional town of Iron Hollows.

Dramatis Personae:
Lavender Roaring Fork Clinchfield. True scion of the South: notable for his fashion plate and bachelorhood.
Chromium. An American Blue Gascon fond of sniffing the ladies.
Miss Forsythia and Miss Hydrangea. Perky and together in that way.
Troubadour Peppermint. Deceased founder and savvy huckster.
Sanctimonious Poppermince. Direct male descendant, current mayor and a disappointment.
Generous Tupelo. A woman with eyes for fun and a body for sin.

“the legend of the time before”
“along the non-existent waterfront”
“gunpowder explodes, fireworks delight”
“clouds play peek-a-boo with moon”
“homemade gravy for the grits”
“unsuccessful sultry spring seduction”
“where there is snow there are complaints”
“thankfully the tavern had stocked up”
“air as crisp as a grilled McIntosh”
“auction night to fill the food pantry”
“discontent brews in men’s souls”
“boogie to classic carols”
“sometimes surrender is inevitable”
“misty smells gather in the valley”


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