Coconut Slice.
COCONUT SLICE
Trish Love turned up on the verandah with a coconut slice she said
it was a coconut slice we wouldn't have known, it was three layers
of brown stuff
Dad never thought much of slices he said they were neither a cake
nor a biscuit give him a good Sally Lunn any day and we didn't know
Trish we'd only ever seen her rounding up Garth's cattle on a
motorbike so we wondered what she wanted
after she came so did others we never said he'd gone but the word
had got around and they all brought something--cakes with bits of
burnt date or walnut poking out or split scones with lemon butter
stuck to Gladwrap or they clutched posies of January geraniums or
Arum lilies it wasn't even the funeral why were they bringing
flowers
Don't you go putting arum lilies on me when I'm dead he said I don't
want those gloomy old things on my grave he could see them growing
out the front of Colin's house three clumps holding up the verandah
heads neon cones climbing out the dark leaves when he was dying all
he could do was sit there looking at them it was like they couldn't
wait to get over the road and sit on him
some of the women stopped there and pulled some out to add to their
bunch before they got to our house juice dripping down the copy of
the Bega District News they'd dipped in the water bucket then they
wrapped foil around that pulled it together with a creased ribbon,
one someone gave to them when the last person at their house died
Where will we put all the flowers said Mum, we dragged boxes of
Vacola jars out red rubber seals melded into their rims stuck the
geraniums and lilies in there were climbing roses too they shed
their petals faster than we could dust them away they were the sort
of roses that scramble over banks or hide the rabbit holes at
graveyards
the kelpie got sick of barking at the next lot coming up the bank
We put their cakes and slices and scones on plates and fed them
those and they sat spilling coconut crumbs down their fronts talking
to each other about the drought and other people who had died or
would die soon and we sat in the kitchen and waited for them to go
away
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