Response to Free Falling – a double bill, Amy Dakin Harris

AIR HUNGER:

You​ ​know​ ​those​ ​wintry​ ​mornings​ ​when​ ​it’s​ ​too​ ​cold​ ​to​ ​even​ ​poke​ ​a​ ​toe​ ​from​ ​your​ ​bundle​ ​of​ ​duvet​ ​and​ ​the hardest​ ​thing​ ​to​ ​do​ ​is​ ​convince​ ​yourself​ ​to​ ​get​ ​up?​ ​And​ ​you​ ​struggle​ ​to​ ​keep​ ​as​ ​much​ ​of​ ​your​ ​body​ ​under the​ ​steaming​ ​shower​ ​as​ ​possible,​ ​lest​ ​the​ ​air​ ​bites​ ​you​ ​and​ ​goosebumps​ ​shudder​ ​up​ ​your​ ​skin?
It’s​ ​that​ ​sort​ ​of​ ​morning.

The​ ​mirror​ ​is​ ​freezing​ ​so​ ​you​ ​lean​ ​in​ ​and​ ​blow​ ​your​ ​warmth.​ ​Breathe​ ​out​ ​and​ ​you​ ​can​ ​see​ ​the​ ​steam​ ​as​ ​it lands​ ​on​ ​the​ ​mirror’s​ ​surface.​ ​The​ ​mist​ ​has​ ​clouded​ ​your​ ​reflection​ ​so​ ​you​ ​reach​ ​out​ ​and​ ​rub​ ​a​ ​space clear.
A​ ​face​ ​stares​ ​back.​ ​You​ ​lean​ ​in​ ​so​ ​close​ ​that​ ​your​ ​eyes​ ​have​ ​to​ ​flick​ ​from​ ​side​ ​to​ ​side,​ ​pupil​ ​to​ ​pupil.​ ​A rhythm​ ​begins​ ​to​ ​form​ ​between​ ​you.​ ​Your​ ​breathe​ ​has​ ​cycled​ ​back​ ​round​ ​and​ ​water​ ​is​ ​rising​ ​out​ ​of​ ​your body​ ​to​ ​land​ ​on​ ​the​ ​mirror,​ ​misting​ ​it​ ​up​ ​again.​ ​So​ ​you​ ​wipe​ ​it​ ​away,​ ​and​ ​take​ ​another​ ​look,​ ​then​ ​breathe out.​ ​Mist​ ​up,​ ​wipe​ ​away,​ ​and​ ​breathe​ ​again.

TACTILE DESIRE:

All​ ​I​ ​see​ ​is​ ​touch.​ ​And​ ​I​ ​feel​ ​touch​ ​and​ ​move​ ​touched​ ​and​ ​I​ ​taste​ ​touch.​ ​I​ ​desire​ ​touch,​ ​I​ ​turn​ ​for​ ​touch and​ ​I​ ​look​ ​to​ ​it​ ​and​ ​I​ ​look​ ​for​ ​it.​ ​I​ ​know​ ​touch​ ​and​ ​I​ ​am​ ​known​ ​through​ ​it.

It’s​ ​all​ ​about​ ​tactility,​ ​above​ ​all​ ​sensory​ ​importance.​ ​You​ ​​have​ ​​to​ ​tumble​ ​to​ ​be​ ​met​ ​by​ ​skin,​ ​a​ ​hand​ ​that​ ​will travel​ ​along​ ​your​ ​limb​ ​to​ ​rest​ ​its​ ​weight.

Pull​ ​and​ ​swing​ ​and​ ​rub,​ ​caress​ ​and​ ​stroke.​ ​Shudder,​ ​tumble,​ ​hold,​ ​enclose.​ ​Wrap​ ​and​ ​press.​ ​Balance​ ​me in​ ​your​ ​body’s​ ​bed.​ ​Directions​ ​change​ ​but​ ​your​ ​skin​ ​is​ ​always​ ​there.

Jump.​ ​​Really​ ​​jump,​ ​and​ ​see​ ​how​ ​I​ ​catch​ ​you.

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