Corpus of a Siam Mosquito
Corpus of a Siam Mosquito
Copyright (C) 2002 by Steven Sills.
Book Excerpt
. Traffic policemen, who could easily be bribed, were
never to be trusted. The favored people did not have everyday to roam
the streets like homeless but highly mobile mendicants, their every
movement enslaved and dictated by the pronouncement of street names
called out from the back seat. "Do young people like you have money to
go off wherever you wish?" The words pierced out of one who was
pierced. The ache tore open like a tenuous newly heeled scar with the
blade coming up to slit others. He knew that he had behaved contrary
to social instinct but he hadn't been able to stop himself.
"Don't you know who this is?" asked the whore with arrogant vehemence.
The taxi driver looked in the rear view mirror at the brown-faced Nawin or Jatupon and asked, "No, should I know you?"
"No you shouldn't. Neither one of us should know the other one. Just drive!" said Nawin although again he winced from his darker alter ego that only became him when he uttered its thoughts. He wasn't totally devoid of soci
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