A creative response to Vessel with Plantain Surface Decoration by Brad Phillips
My grandfather brought a jar back from the war. The War. Pale blue, pale purple, the only thing in his home without function. He kept it next to a box of medals. I don’t know if they were his. I don’t know where he got the jar. He never spoke about the war. He drank too much whiskey and he smoked a pipe. Sometimes before bed I’d see him holding the jar, and there were tears. Decades later I understand, inside that jar he kept his war stories. He’s gone now. The jar too.