Untouched Since Four Months Ago
I saw them a week ago but I hesitated. “Should I get them? No, I’ll just wait it out.”
But I didn’t forget them. I went to
I hopped out of my car, skipped up the escalator and rushed by the blur of people. “There it is!”
Once in the store, my eyes searched for them. “They were on display…” I frowned. “Excuse me,” I asked one of the workers, “Do you know where the black…” Before I finished my sentence, I spotted them hidden under a row of clothes. I took off my flats and slid into them. “How lovely!” I pranced over to the full-length mirror and modeled the adorable ballerina flats. “All right I’m going to get them.” The worker looked at me apathetically before turning away.
“9:45…it’s getting late.” A young man standing before me must have sensed my impatience, “You can go ahead in front of me…”
“Okay you can’t peek! Hold on, let me try them on…” I arrived home to find my sister feeding her son a bowl of crushed apples. I hid behind one of the couches in an attempt to surprise my sister with my new ballerina shoes.
“Okay!” My feet bounced into sight. I walked around and assumed a ballerina’s character by daintily – or so I thought - pointing my feet onto the ground.
My sister had the same expression as the indifferent worker in Pull & Bear. She looked me over before turning to my mother in the kitchen, “Yoma ta3alay shofay il 3aba6.”
“Why! They’re nice! I like them!”
My mother sauntered in with her plate of organic greens, “Hmm, they’re O.K. They look small on your feet. Do they hurt?”
“No,” I lied, “They’re comfortable.”
“Return them. You look retarded. They actually look like what I wore in gym class in middle school…”
“Yes I remember your scruffy gym shoes, but I think they were white no? And made of cloth?” My mother added.
UNKLE Ft. Ian Astubury - Burn My Shadow
Duran Duran - A View to Kill
Drench your skin with lovers rosy stain…
at 9:18 AM