AUTODESIRE CHAPTER 6:

GLAUCUS; SUMMER WINE

Scene:

Somewhere at the bottom of the sea as seen as a picture on a wall at a party or small aquarium filled with tiny exotic fish. She tapped her fingernails on the glass, tap, tap. He was washed up on shore like that one movie, he was in need of sexual assistance, he was in need of that thing when you just need someone to know you so you too can know you exist. There was a flapping of aqueous wings. A morphing, a forming, a birth. You gave him just smallest sips, just little tastes of hot wine spike with god magic. Lull, or the forgiveness of time in between the moments of productivity. The body lounges while the mind wanders. Glaucus stirred, burned warm blue. Her head is pulled tight against the sand. Moan. He falls into the water again.

The ancients had no word for blue. Blue was the sky, air, the water. Blue crab blood. Odalisque came through on a truck laid with supplies so the party could continue out of the lull. Her hair was wild and she had the tall pointed ears of a doe, beneath her dress you can see pattern stripes on her skin. Her two feet are elegant black hoofs. Her shoulders are adorned by small golden fish. Sea daugh- ter/ alien sister. Glaucus will worship her body; Odalisque submits. She tapped her fingernails on the glass, tap tap.