"She counted the reasons she wanted to sleep with Hand: because she was curious about sleeping with him, curious to see him naked; because she loved him; because sleeping with him would be a natural and good extension of her filial love for him; because there existed the possibility that it would be so good that they would change their ideas of each other and then think of themselves as a pair; because to deny one's curiosity about things like this was small and timid, and she was neither and didn't ever want to be either; because he had really wonderful arms, triceps that made her jangly in her ribs and tightened her chest; because she was not very attracted to him when away from him-she'd never thought of him while in the tub or flat on her bed-but in his presence she didn't want to walk or eat, she wanted to be nude with him, under a dirty sheet in a borrowed house. She wanted to hold his shoulders; she wanted to go snowshoeing with him; she wanted to go to funerals with him; she wanted him to be the father of her children, and also her own father, and brother; she wanted all this while also to be free; she wanted to sleep with other men and come home and tell Hand about them. She wanted to live one life with Hand while living three others concurrently."
from the short story,'The Only Meaning of the Oil-Wet Water', by Dave Eggers
from the short story,'The Only Meaning of the Oil-Wet Water', by Dave Eggers
flamingoyo:
A story I haven't read but one that I will now make a point to.
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its in 'how we are hungry'. fantastic!