Words&Dirt

“Enjoy a bath now: clean trough of water, cool enamel, the gentle tepid stream. This is my body. He foresaw his pale body reclined in it at full, naked, in a womb of warmth, oiled by scented melting soap, softly laved. He saw he trunk and limbs riprippled over and sustained, buoyed lightly upward, lemonyellow: […]