When I entered Shizu-kokoro, I felt instantly out of place in my casual shorts and tomboy t-shirt. My oily hair was piled carelessly on top of my head and my skin shone from layers of sunscreen and sweat. My…
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Bob’s head appeared to crumple inwards at the temples. His concave appearance made him look exceptionally skeletal. He guzzled his food, yet a thin, sagging ribcage betrayed a body tortured and fatigued from a long working life in logging.…
They were labourer’s hands; calloused skin and sausage fingers. Kneading my back, they were ruthless. They probed upon a weak spot, my body would tense, and these fingers, sensing friction, would begin to pound. They worked quickly, cruelly, stampeding…
Shuttle in the left hand, foot on the left pedal, slide. Shuttle in the right hand, foot on the right pedal, slam the beater. Learning to weave on a loom is like learning to use a typewriter while simultaneously…
