Frozen Embraces

Frozen Embraces My neighbor took my laundry out ofthe dryer fingering my panties, touching me, almost. Who is he to tell me my clothes aren't dry enough, that his mother had taught him to dry his clothes well— this neighbor ordering me to spend money that I don't have, not even one quarter. I'll just hang them around my place, put them on chairs, door knobs, to dry as we used to do back home where dryers don't even exist, so that my own mother couldn't have even told me to dry my clothes well; she'd leave clothes outside, on a line to hang wet in winter, to freeze, then bring them in before going to bed, looking like dry fish, letting the pieces of clothing embrace the funiture in our living room, release a fresh odor in the air. Biljana Obradovic University ofNebraska-Lincoln 235 ...