The Promise

by Damon Galgut

they have spent many days in each other’s company and it’s often the case that people blur under these circumstances. In certain marriages, for instance, you must have seen it, or maybe even participated, the outlines become smudged, the colours run together.

Interesting how the self can be split into segments, orgasm and observation at the same time, the eye that watches the I. Neither is me, but both might be.

Did Jesus ever sit at stool? I wonder. Did He have an anus? Not according to the Good Book, though you can’t eat multiple loaves and fishes without consequences at the other end.