The story of Bronk, an angel who has stumbled …
but is not truly Lost
Bronk had always been curious about people. The experiment before that unfortunate episode with the apple was interesting and then before the flood there were opportunities to observe them; but over the millennium people were still a puzzle. Watching from the top of a tall building Bronk would see them in their city as they lived their lives amid turmoil and noise. It didn’t make sense but it did seem glamorous at times and then the accident occurred. Bronk was thinking about something else perhaps or the celestial plasticity had softened a bit around the edges, or maybe another angel was making mischief. Whatever the reason, there Bronk was in the middle of Manhattan, standing in the middle of a street and the crosswalk had just changed to “Don’t Walk”. Horns honked. People shouted rude suggestions; it was embarrassing. Rushing to the sidewalk Bronk shook out wings and halo, got a grip and thought, this can’t be good.
What followed were several long weeks of adjustment. It was true nobody seemed to notice the six foot wings sprouted from Bronk’s shoulder blades. Nobody seemed to notice the shimmery halo hovering six inches above
Bronk’s head. Nobody seemed to pay the least attention to anything and it became clear that this was a Situation. A newspaper blew against Bronk’s ankle with a call for dancers and singers for the off-off Broadway production of Kinky Boots; “Only the most Outrageous need apply.” With a deep breath, a resigned twitch of a feather and a shove to straighten a halo that had slipped over one eye, Bronk was off to the audition.
One thing about angels, they have really good voices. It turns out they can dance just as well as they can sing. It was a shoo-in, talent-wise, but the make-up and hair was a bit stressful. Not long after final rehearsals began Bronk’s hair began to fall out in earnest. Soon it became evident Bronk was a victim of alopecia areata. No hair at all, not pits, not pubes, not nose nor chin.
But …. ‘Tis the Season!! A MIRACLE!! Bronk’s hair has started to grow back. No, not the Heavenly Golden Locks of Bronk’s Celestial Days. It has come back befitting an Off Off Broadway Star in shades of orange, yellow and turquoise blue. And with that, Bronk continues to practice steps in those amazingly high heel boots required for all performances.