Sun, 21 December

CANDY FLOSS Ingredients: — One Sunday, unweighed — Three bodies willing to be flung — Steel twisted into the shape of delight — Centripetal force (substitute: love) — Sugar, spun until it forgets it was ever granular Method: Discard all instruments of measurement. Remove the watch. Remove the list. Remove the part of yourself that counts. Place the family inside the machine. Set to maximum. Do not time it. When the youngest grips the bar, note how the knuckles whiten into something like prayer. When the eldest pretends not to scream, file this under "the beautiful lie of being too old for joy." When the middle one laughs with her whole mouth open to the velocity— this is the candy floss forming. This is the sugar catching air. Serve immediately. It does not keep. It was never meant to keep. Yield: one day, unmeasured, therefore infinite.