Hoard
[Content Warning: Mental Illness]
As a transitive verb;
(to) amass, (to) put away
and what greater irony than esp. wealth
or treasures. What purpose! Preserve, secure, future use.
(used). From Old English: hordian they needed something to describe what Beowulf’s dragon did
and what Beowulf did too.
Future use.
The mind assumes: Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!..Hoarded,... Hoording up such pieces of money.
That’s
the eighteenth century kinda way. 2000s has it a bit different: big white dusty letters
imposed over piles of junk and clutter (future use) indistinguishable from the people
caught (future use) inside with sad pan-shots over to their (future use) children who say
they can’t have friends come over.
“Life on Fire” “No One Would Choose This” “A Million Excuses”
episode titles I barely glance from the corner of my eye—
and I know that their lives are almost mine. I can’t tell my mother
why I hate these shows for fear of the wrong end of a camera lens
and the scorn of millions who know me not by my name—
“the ability of these shows to treat people effectively is often questioned.”
It’s a buzzword now. But long ago, it went figurative too: “To keep in
store,
cherish,
treasure up
conceal
(e.g. in the heart).”
Rene Seledotis (he/him) is a fiction and poetry writer from the Metro-Detroit area. He earned his BA in creative writing at Oakland University and served as a poetry editor on the Oakland Arts Review, which he enjoyed so much that he started his own literary journal, 25:05 Magazine. His work has seen publication in Variety Pack, the Wayne Literary Review, and Common Ground Review among others.