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The
sluggish
cream
wound
curdling
spirals
through
her
tea
.
Better
remind
her
of
the
word
:
metempsychosis
.
An
example
would
be
better
.
An
example
?
The
Bath
of
the
Nymph
over
the
bed
.
Given
away
with
the
Easter
number
of
Photo
Bits
:
Splendid
masterpiece
in
art
colours
.
Tea
before
you
put
milk
in
.
Not
unlike
her
with
her
hair
down
:
slimmer
.
Three
and
six
I
gave
for
the
frame
.
She
said
it
would
look
nice
over
the
bed
.
Naked
nymphs
:
Greece
:
and
for
instance
all
the
people
that
lived
then
.
He
turned
the
pages
back
.
—
Metempsychosis
,
he
said
,
is
what
the
ancient
Greeks
called
it
.
They
used
to
believe
you
could
be
changed
into
an
animal
or
a
tree
,
for
instance
.
What
they
called
nymphs
,
for
example
.
Her
spoon
ceased
to
stir
up
the
sugar
.
She
gazed
straight
before
her
,
inhaling
through
her
arched
nostrils
.
—
There
’
s
a
smell
of
burn
,
she
said
.
Did
you
leave
anything
on
the
fire
?
—
The
kidney
!
he
cried
suddenly
.
He
fitted
the
book
roughly
into
his
inner
pocket
and
,
stubbing
his
toes
against
the
broken
commode
,
hurried
out
towards
the
smell
,
stepping
hastily
down
the
stairs
with
a
flurried
stork
’
s
legs
.
Pungent
smoke
shot
up
in
an
angry
jet
from
a
side
of
the
pan
.
By
prodding
a
prong
of
the
fork
under
the
kidney
he
detached
it
and
turned
it
turtle
on
its
back
.
Only
a
little
burnt
.
He
tossed
it
off
the
pan
on
to
a
plate
and
let
the
scanty
brown
gravy
trickle
over
it
.
Cup
of
tea
now
.
He
sat
down
,
cut
and
buttered
a
slice
of
the
loaf
.
He
shore
away
the
burnt
flesh
and
flung
it
to
the
cat
.
Then
he
put
a
forkful
into
his
mouth
,
chewing
with
discernment
the
toothsome
pliant
meat
.
Done
to
a
turn
.
A
mouthful
of
tea
.
Then
he
cut
away
dies
of
bread
,
sopped
one
in
the
gravy
and
put
it
in
his
mouth
.
What
was
that
about
some
young
student
and
a
picnic
?
He
creased
out
the
letter
at
his
side
,
reading
it
slowly
as
he
chewed
,
sopping
another
die
of
bread
in
the
gravy
and
raising
it
to
his
mouth
.
Dearest
Papli
