Simone

What bathing suit had you
been wearing that
left a keyhole of brown
on your back?
Whose apartment was
this? And why the heels?

What was it like to
know that someone 
could catch you through
a doorway flung open
in the utterly
usual act of pinning
up your hair, the 
almost liquid
bareness of your 
backside? 
What was intimacy
like, that it didn’t
feel like being
caught at all?

 

From the photograph of Simone de Beauvoir.

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