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Sister Flora
I was in the Olympics Once“I want to honour my country.” The Chinese contestant – do they call them contestants? Competitors perhaps - could not look any more stereotypically Chinese. Nor could the Russian one be any more Russian - I hate that my head makes the two look as they do - but we’ll get to her later. It’s China I’m talking to right now, in the white-tiled changing room, where the floor is wet beneath my toes and the air smells like chlorine.I was in the Olympics Once
Imagine China: Red-clad China, with her sleek black hair that looks blue under the fluorescent lights, braided down to the small of her back - she looks like that girl from the
Sick People are BossyYou’ve run out of excuses to leave her.Sick People are Bossy
The need for coffee runs to the downstairs cafe, at first plentiful as the situation was urgent, have trickled to a halt. Everyone is caffeinated; everyone has a styrofoam cup to duck their faces into, hiding sad eyes and worry lined lips behind store brand logos and steam. If they cry out it’s because the liquid is too scalding, that’s all.
You already know where the bathroom is. You know where every bathroom is on every floor, down every hall. You’ve explored this building, and the parking garage attached to it, from basement to ceiling. You don’t k
by £deviantWEAR
by £deviantWEAR
| The pheasant has no agenda. |
Leaving! [Again]
Shame
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In time you'll find that, we're all on our own , chasing nothing..
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The distance we try to reach are those few inches off the floor..
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I was watching TV the other week and there's this one channel, SCOLA or something, and it broadcasts shows from all over the world, sometimes in China, sometimes Mexico, etc., and the last time I saw it they were doing Iceland.
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What show?
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