Adrian C. Louis Electric Snakes #12 An   onion.   Somehow   an   effing   Vidalia   onion broke   free  of  its  mesh  bag  of  confinement   & slithered into a corner of the kitchen counter where for some strange reason I pile used plastic bags.  It hid   there   for  several   weeks,  trembling   in   its newfound freedom, before  it  made  a  decision  to give  itself  up  to  me.  It  waved  a  green  flag  of surrender. When  I  noticed  it,  it  had  four  bright green shoots  rising ten inches into the air.  I  don’t think   anyone   wants  a  pregnant  onion  on  their kitchen counter so, I decided to throw it out into my backyard  where  stupid  little  rabbits  lurk.  But,  a light  snow  was  falling  &  it  was only ten degrees out. It would  freeze  to  death  before  the  rabbits found it  &  ate  it. I gently stroked its green shoots and set it back on the counter. These mornings now I say  hi  to it when  I  make my morning coffee. In three  or  four  weeks  the  gray  world  outside will start turning green.