at Elli’s schmankerlstube it’s all
drinking and bosners.
in neukirchen it’s ten a.m. and children are dancing in a pen. They’re dalmatians, indianers, cowboys with foamstick horses and goggle eyes. Two headteachers smile and joggle in a pair, her cruella fishnet makeup and his penguin suit, peaked beak. High loud music wrenches in the outdoor light, rips fabric. Dance the children on.
A multicoloured snake or train of people tooting its bells and flute, curving down the road beneath the green banks and a big sky, the mountains.