Brad Trumpfheller - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

Fox Mulder turns into birds

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While looking into a news story about a Midwestern family who had inexplicably fallen asleep in their grain silo one day & had yet to wake up, Mulder turns to Scully & says "I think I'm turning into a flock of birds" & then he does. His arms seem to grow feathers & blow apart in the wind. His chest explodes into a symphony of sparrowcalls, all taking flight over the acred cornfields. His emptied suit crumples at where his feet probably were, & the world is filled with the sound of wings carrying only the afternoon sky. & because this is the X Files, an investigation ensues. Scully grows as a character & embraces the paranormal, thinks maybe the birds were alien life-forms or that the Syndicate orchestrated a unique assassination involving mechanical birds in order to stop Mulder's discoveries. Then, at the end of the episode, Scully stops the investigation. & this time it's not because the script demands it, but because she remembers that once Mulder told her that everyone's body is an aviary. Housing some buckshot bird, ghostly wings aflutter just under the rib cage. & how every body one day looks down & wants to be able to call itself birth, again. To fall back to sleep, & will themselves back into dreaming.

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Writers: Brad Trumpfheller

Fox Mulder turns into birds

Fox Mulder turns into birds

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