Microfiction: Talking To A Diety

“When I saw you, the first time, it disgusted me.”

A great thing for a god to say to you.

“But then, well, I saw the point to your meager species.”

Getting better.

“I could see how you manage, and manage poorly. How you toddle around. How your decisions seem to be actively, hilariously, completely counterintuitive, and that, that alone gave me an idea.”

Oh, that’s less good. Here we go.

“I saw what the purpose, the point, of your species, of organic, limited, mortal life might be—and it excited me. It made me so happy.”

It is never positive when a god says it’s excited about something.

“I will make you my clowns, my entertainment, my thing to laugh uproariously at forever.”

I speak up then. “So, clowns to you, then?”

And he willed into being a red nose upon my face.

Special thanks to: Melissa Potter

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