A Story a Day: Day 6
It’s the heat — heady, thick, overbearing. Easy to get lost in.
It’s the heat — heady, thick, overbearing. Easy to get lost in.
That’s what he says, but not what he thinks.
“I’ve stopped apologising for existing”: an utterance like no other.
Wise men know that they know little, and understand even less.
But what about women?
What of? What with? What against?
Birdsong.
Sweat trickles down her thigh.
Her thigh?
Why is it always ‘her thigh’?
Why not his?
Sweat trickles down his thigh, but is not commented upon.
Like dogs in heat, we posture; like children ashamed, we hide.
The object is not celebrated, but abject.
This object objects.
And what then?
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