to her hinge

Written by Cathoel Jorss, published 8 years ago

Just found a line in a notebook which I wrote, on July 15 last year, and I’ve no idea what I might have meant by it. ‘In the mornings/we are proud of his everyday miracle together.

’ Is it about sex? I guess it must be. My relationship was in the throes of some difficulties and a page later on July 20 I find, ‘his insignificant other.’ Then a cry from the heart, not mine, but which I wrote down after it came from the mouth that had applied itself to another woman’s hinge: “My beautiful Cathoel.”

Even then, I was glad of the possessive.

To be possessed, whilst remaining free and sovereign: isn’t this the essence of sexual love.