((full)) - Madness Mania

By Sunday, half the street had joined Arthur’s “Lunatic Parade.” They wore mismatched shoes and spoke in anagrams. The town council convened an emergency meeting, but the mayor arrived with his underpants on his head and called for “more glitter in the water supply.”

“The moon’s a button loose tonight!” he’d shout at the butcher. “It spins its thread of silver fright!” madness mania

Arthur stood at the head of the chaos, harmonica in hand, eyes wide with a terrible, joyful clarity. “You see?” he whispered to anyone who would listen. “Sane was the cage. Mad is the open field.” By Sunday, half the street had joined Arthur’s