Skin Deep:

by | Jul 26, 2023 | Uncategorized | 0 comments

However, her skin is like Rizla paper and beneath it is two-week old road-kill.

They say beauty is skin deep. I have a friend who is indeed the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. However, her skin is like Rizla paper and beneath it is two-week old road-kill.

The exception that proves the rule, nevertheless, is my other friend, who is beautiful deep into her core.

Knowing her has been like consuming the most delicious, complex, satisfying sweet – in reverse.

I close my eyes and open my mouth. On my tongue she places something. It’s sweet but I can’t make out the flavour. I close my mouth and let it mix with saliva and flood my taste buds.

Next it’s bitter, like a sense of humour in the form of a lemon. Tart but irresistible. My cheeks suck in and my voice is paralysed by her stinging wit.

Now I crunch on nutty conversation. Satisfying and wholesome, from books to politics, travel to friendships.

The final taste, before the wrapper, is the soft, warm texture of pastry.

“I had a dream. You hugged me,” it says, as the buttery mixture coats my mouth.

Finally, the packaging. The thing that should be the first one sees but here it’s the last. Who said beauty is skin deep?

Not in this case.

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