Catastrophe Practice (2013)
“He felt in his pockets for his keys. He found — wallet, pencil, wall-nails, notebook. The doors in the row were almost identical with just a different number on each. He thought — In memory there are these corridors: you search; turn away; then a door is opened for you. He felt in the lining of his jacket. Sometimes his keys fell through a hole in the pocket and hung there: he thought — Like Gandhi, his balls above the dust.
The door in front of him was being unlocked quietly. First there was a... noise of a chain, then of the mortise lock, then of the Yale lock above. He thought — I will stand with my hands through my pockets and try to dominate the world. The door was being opened slowly. He had once seen Gandhi like this; his legs apart as if he were peeing.
A woman’s face appeared through the crack in the doorway. She was carrying something large and round and white beside her neck. He thought — Atlas was a woman?
He said ‘I told you not to open the door!’ The round thing at the side of the woman’s neck was a baby.MoreLess
The door in front of him was being unlocked quietly. First there was a... noise of a chain, then of the mortise lock, then of the Yale lock above. He thought — I will stand with my hands through my pockets and try to dominate the world. The door was being opened slowly. He had once seen Gandhi like this; his legs apart as if he were peeing.
A woman’s face appeared through the crack in the doorway. She was carrying something large and round and white beside her neck. He thought — Atlas was a woman?
He said ‘I told you not to open the door!’ The round thing at the side of the woman’s neck was a baby.MoreLess
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