He said he wanted to wear my face like a hat. I thought it was a sex thing. He took out pinking sheers from his bag. I was wrong. @130story
I put my wobbled-out tooth under the hall rug like Mum said. I caught her later - retrieving it and burying it in a plant pot. @130story
I urge myself awake.
Fingers. Eyes. Toes.
I fight the ventilator, pushing fetid air through me.
I am here.
We use the rhythm method.
I am allegretto - 112bpm - a heartbeat at pace. Him? Staccato and then long pauses.
We are discordant. @130story