Alexandra hated playing the piano, hated playing at recitals, hated her parents for making her.  Alexandra was a tiny, fragile-looking ten-year-old, a gifted piano prodigy, who felt very helpless and hopeless.  When not endlessly practicing the piano, as her parents mandated, she often daydreamed what she would do to her parents if she just had the power.  Her favorite vision was playing a piano with the keys made of her parents’ bones (the black keys being ones with dried dark blood on them; she smiled to herself at that touch), the piano strings their stretched-out nerves and their tongues the floor pedals she could step on repeatedly and so very hard. 

From the kitchen, her mother’s voice rang out, telling Alexandra to quite daydreaming and get back to practicing; didn’t she want to be the best?  Alexandra sighed and began playing the complex Rachmaninoff piece again, wishing she was playing it on her special personal piano instead of this Steinway.

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Comment by Jordan Torrey on February 10, 2013 at 2:46am

i'm glad somebody else wishes they;d been made to practice piano...   if i could play piano and sight-read, i wouldn't have to have a day job, and the nights i didn't have shows i could stay up late writing poems on 6S... 

i know so many people who felt this way, though, and love the darkness of this six.

Comment by Joanna S. Attridge on February 5, 2013 at 11:59am

I like it!! You have to almost feel bad for the girl and her parents.

Comment by Jadie Jones on July 24, 2012 at 2:57pm

I love everything except for the second line. It's too straightforward and telling for this piece, which, as a whole is spectacular and creepy and stirring. Haven't we all had thoughts we hope no one ever ever finds out for fear they'll lock us up? I'm so glad we finally have a place to let them out :)

Comment by Judy Thompson on June 21, 2012 at 6:40pm

Only special minds think this way. Im glad you're on our side.

Comment by Angela on June 8, 2012 at 5:31pm

Ohh, makes you wonder, as a parent, what fantasies you might have provoked.

Comment by Ron. Lavalette on June 8, 2012 at 6:21am

Hard to practice properly with your fingers balled into fists.  This is great stuff.   

Comment by Kay Sera on June 7, 2012 at 10:41pm

Rachmaninoff is the perfect composer for her to be practicing. So much anger.

Comment by Mike Handley on June 7, 2012 at 5:17pm

Visceral is right. Well done, Rod.

Comment by Robert Morschel on June 7, 2012 at 2:16pm

I am now soooo glad I let my kids give up piano.  "the piano strings their stretched-out nerves and their tongues the floor pedals she could step on repeatedly and so very hard"  - ooooh, that is very nasty and nice.

Comment by Robert McEvily on June 7, 2012 at 1:47pm

Rod, always a pleasure.  Visceral piece; really love it.  (I have mixed feelings though on a different, non-lit level.  I wish I'd been made to practice an instrument when I was young.  I'd love to be a competent pianist, or guitarist, or anything really...)

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