In His Own Way
a short story by Stuart Hughes
I guess he must love me, in his own way, because he looks after me. I'm an invalid and he patiently feeds me. When I dribble, he spoons it off my chin without a grumble.
I guess he must love me, in his own strange way, because he carefully picks me up and lays me down on the bed. Then he gently spreads my lower stumps and tenderly enters me.
I guess he must love me, in his own bizarre way, otherwise he would have severed my head when he hacked off my arms and chopped off my legs.
© Stuart Hughes 1990, 1998
This story first appeared in Peeping Tom (1990) and then in Dreams From The Stranger's Cafe (1994).
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