Philip Whitley
you never even called me by my name
when the rodeo cowboy’s woman bucked him for his buddy the new couple left town in the cowboy’s tu-tone black&white ‘52 Buick, and the morning paper reported that the lovers died (semi-clad and intertwined, a witness said) when the big car crashed through an overpass rail, and the bronc-buster suffered the crush of their bones in his own bones, in each fracture and every scar earned during his mediocre career on the dusty circuit, one stampede to the next
thunderbolts
the ups and downs
of a merry-go-round
Author’s Note: “You Never Even Called Me by My Name” is the title of song recorded by David Allen Coe; lyrics and music by John Prine and Steve Goodman.
About the Author
Sculptor and fake cowboy, Philip Whitley was told this story by a real bronc rider while picking peas for the Jolly Green Giant in the Okenogan Valley, Washington, in the summer of 1963.
I really enjoyed the ride! Great read!
Thank you… so glad you liked it!
I like how the up-and down tun on sentence of the prose Mimi is the rodeo/car accident theme. Great work.
Found your comment… it got through, just took me a while to find it! Duh… Thanks for your kind words, so glad you liked it!
So good! I enjoyed it.
Found it! I had to turn off the Reader View to see it… old dog trying to learn, I am! Thank you Pris, so happy you enjoyed it!
Fantastic! The language just bounced across the page.
Happy you liked it. Thanks for your kind words.