“your body is not his home.” By Sasha on her couch

Saturday February 25, 2017
5 minutes
milk and honey
Rupi Kaur

I get home and I dump all of my shit on the bed, because who has the energy to put things away after twelve and a half hours of filing and photocopying and scanning and – … well, you get the picture. Next, I change, because I do not know any sane adult who hangs out at home in their work clothes. I go into the kitchen, pour myself a glass of – … Wait, should I not mention booze? Will that be a point against me? I mean, I know that there isn’t really a point system but… you know what I mean? Oh. Okay. Yes. Of course. Water? Sure. Sure…