This is a much better way to convince me to "tender la cama", than a more well known fellow's obsessive directive. The imagery is perfect. I wonder if I could make love to my dishes now instead of just doing them. I bet you can. I am jealous.
Your voice makes this a romp through the vicissitudes of care. It challenges me to give the stronger words used over to your deft hands. I trust you there; your writing croons and feels lived-in, exuding wholeness. Well done.
"From the deft delicacy of a finger pulling a fitted sheet to the swell of a corner, to the shoving struggle of filling a pillowcase with a pillow; the movements are variable."
”...and even sometimes pee in our beds.”
One of my cats pissed in mine the other night. Not just on it, but IN it. Crawled under duvet and left a soggy surprise.
Lovely piece as always, but I couldn’t help but be taken back to my cat piss soaked bed as I read.
This is a much better way to convince me to "tender la cama", than a more well known fellow's obsessive directive. The imagery is perfect. I wonder if I could make love to my dishes now instead of just doing them. I bet you can. I am jealous.
Your voice makes this a romp through the vicissitudes of care. It challenges me to give the stronger words used over to your deft hands. I trust you there; your writing croons and feels lived-in, exuding wholeness. Well done.
"From the deft delicacy of a finger pulling a fitted sheet to the swell of a corner, to the shoving struggle of filling a pillowcase with a pillow; the movements are variable."
And a fun alliterative ride to cap it off!