“Bubble Bath on Sunday Morning” Fiction. Based on a True Struggle on Death.

What is the shape of your body? / How will you/have you prepared for your death?

by Bhanu Kapil

“Bubble Bath on Sunday Morning”

Fiction. Based on a True Struggle on Death.

by Artemis

This journal entry is inspired by true events. Some of the characters, names, businesses, incidents, and certain locations and events have been fictionalized for dramatic purposes. Any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental and unintentional.

Soap-suds kiss the rough reliable red of her poinsettia skin. Different oils soothe her belly and cause her skin to change colour. Crimson red is always there. Her fingertips. Her hips. Her hair floating in the water; she risks her body.

She has a body and it only matters if its breathing air. Balancing happiness and sadness on slender shoulders. Taking a deep inhale, she risks the water, letting herself sink into the tub.

Avoiding breath,
considering welcoming in death

her vision turns dark blue. Stretching her limbs up and out, she resurfaces with soap clinging to her nose. Bubbles dance on the skin she turns red with her fingernails.

A silk robe, that gently warms, hugs and carries her to the kitchen where eggs await on the counter with a crisp apple. She fills a glass with water and takes a sip. Wishing it washes away her thoughts to feed the flowers, she thinks of giving back borrowed bones that make her body hers.

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