Tokyo to Tijuana: Gabriele Departing AmericaSills, Steven David Justin
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Tokyo to Tijuana: Gabriele Departing America
Sills, Steven David Justin
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By night she would lie with him in this hunger of flesh, pleasure, and merger;
and after the cessation of sexual intimacies she would still feel undulations.
She would snuggle up to his body and drowsily sink onto his chest while his
head turned away from her, parting to other dreams and other illusions since
the fire for this one had burnt itself out. The odors of his body would merge
into her, and they furthered her illusions of a metamorphosis into something
greater than the concoction of reason and the attempts at making sense of the
world, which had to be done alone --a sense that she engraved onto the interior
walls of her brain the way the ancient Egyptians chiseled eulogies in the tombs
of the pharaohs. The smells of his body brought to her a pleasant titillation
if not love of all things that were caught randomly by the magnet of her
pondering. As she snuggled there she was reassured that there were
possibilities of loving the world in ways she had never imagined by extending
herself to him and becoming something different than a stuffed polar bear with
the stiff arms that the factory of the human race mutantly created.
Then they would sleep some moments and his chest would no longer be her life
buoy at all but a magic carpet ride or a Shuttle flight as gentle for her as if
she were an insect on an eagle. She would be taken to where one's head might
brush against the stratosphere before descending in an arch back into
wakefulness. Upon them both awakening there would be frivolous pillow talk. He
would sometimes narrate snippets of his life in a cathartic random response to
whatever idea preceded it. In some ways he was like those who could not
tolerate the impersonal aspects of self-consuming jobs and would affirm their
existence to a psychologist or a priest at a confessional. She learned of the
attitudes that drove his interaction with the world--a family's overemphasis of
money, which made him become an educator, and yet a belief that owning and
operating a business was one's only means of success. He was cognizant how the
force of one's family caused one to emulate and oppose its attitudes and had a
sense of humor about this, which she admired.
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