Tres Murciélagos

Formerly a story only to be told (see legend of Sequojah attempting to bridge cultural gaps between east coast indigenous tribes and settler culture) but unfortunately another bored butt boy and his loose goose in HCCC who has hopefully been beaten to death…had to bust through because they weren’t invited so here is the first part…

THE THIRD TESTAMENT OF THE BIBLE

The SISTERHOOD OF THE SEA INC PROJECT 

TRES MURCIÉLAGOS BAJO LA MISMA LUNA YOGA

In collaboration with COMIDA ES MEDICINA

CLOVERLEAF DIALOGUE PROJECT 

&

Travel Centre of the Future

Ashley Marie Lettíce 

   Dedicated to Sita, Leila, one two three & four  

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Once upon a time there was a vegetarian, 

female bodied girl in secondary, 

she was talking to her friends after class, 

she decided to take a different way… 

And carried her leather saddlebag bag 

up the school walkway… 

***

“WHITE WASHING” 

After class she is jumped and they shove snow down her tights… 

***

        When she, the girl, 

nearly got to the top of the Ochill Hills, during one autumn afternoon…

she decided to rest and laid her yellow bicycle to the ground…. 

She hears wind chimes and sees mist coming out of the 

forest that runs parallel to the trail… 

She follows the mist to a bathtub steaming in the 

middle of the day? 

Why would someone be in the woods 

taking a bath?

She creeps towards the edge of the clawfoot tub when a hand reaches out of the water and mist, grabs her school uniform tie and pulls her into the bathtub…

There was no bottom to this bathtub, the two of them, as in the girl and the red headed monster with ginger dreadlocks dived into an underwater cavern and then the surface appeared.

They took a breath and realized they had surfaced in 

the back of a normal suburban home pool surprise party at 521 SE 13th Court, Deerfield Beach Florida 33441, (a former montessori school turned into private daycare center named Little Angel’s Childcare aka The House from Hell) 

where a girl was receiving her first kiss 

after a dare…

then they took another breath, 

came to the surface and were 

somewhere out in the Pacific Ocean 

outside of the Kingdom of Hawai’i. 

  They see the shore and swim there 

nearly drowning in pursuit of the sand. 

When they landed they started communicating 

Telepathically using extra sensory perception

because one girl was a normal human girl (or was she?)

and the other is a waterborne 

monster with her lips sewn shut…

After a few moments they shapeshifted 

into bats, 

one a fruit bat 

and the other a vampire bat… 

They begin to travel…time travel…

******

There’s a man standing on the edge of the island 

with binoculars,

whale watching, 

he sees what he thinks are two ladies swimming to shore…

he thinks to himself, 

“Well, I’d like to join them…wouldn’t I?” (totes chuffed bout it)

And in a flash he vaporizes and appears as the 

third omnivore bat

about to introduce himself

when he awkwardly says, 

“hang on I already the know the lesson, 

its…” 

( PLEASE READ RACHEL CARSON’S, SILENT SPRING )

in another moment all three teleport to 

F L O R I D A

And shapeshift into 

three dead fish


(“dani dettori” “edgar ibanez” “kevin hox” & “joaquin galarza”)

The fush (kiwi accent*) had died from the “red tide” pollution 

7 Things to Know about South Florida’s Water

in the sea, well the 

Atlantic ocean technically…

In another flash they’re “alive/reincarnated/shapeshifted”
again as bats overhearing

a conversation at a cigar shop in Daytona Beach, Florida…

home of Aileen Wournos

And seeing with the fruit bats eyes a farm…

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Once upon a time there was a red headed monster  

who was CONDEMNED to a bathtub 

(this ain’t no moaning myrtle)

 — a witch put her there — 

Because the red headed monster 

was once a fair maiden 

who seduced 

the witches lover 

using glamour magick  

She had come to meet the witch 

by way of a

volunteer program called WWOOF

an acronym that means 

“ Willing Workers On Organic Farms “ 

“An educational reform volunteer program meant for everyday citizens.”

(Originally called “Working Weekends on Organic Farms”, WWOOF came into being in England, in Autumn 1971, when Sue Coppard, a secretary living and working in London, recognised the need for people like herself, who did not have the means or the opportunity, to access the countryside and support the organic movement.)