The Ghioug River

22 Jul

Kathy always thought she was the forest floor without the movement.

Birds and various other creatures would scratch and pick at her skin but never really knew her intimately.
Kathy often wished a foal would desecrate her, anything that gave way to a moment between her and a living creature – a warm, loving moment between her and something real.
Hidden from the outside world underneath a blanket of damp muddy leaves Kathy longed for the light and warmth.
Time and time again Kathy was left wanting as chimps descended from the canopy only to relieve themselves in the Ghioug river.
Creatures of all sizes gathered at its stern bank to trade and groom. She watched from harmless distances as they washed in its consuming waters.

Oh how she dreamt of being the river. The mighty Ghioug river!


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